C24

In my opinion, Su Lin was the kind of person who liked to paint, she drew almost everywhere she went. She scribbled on the table and walls of our dorm room many times, and even the few doors of the ladies' room didn't escape this calamity.

So when I found the pictures, I wasn't surprised, but I wasn't sure if I was doing it on purpose or for some other reason.

I slowly took it out from under the bed. The paper knife fell off the bed with a clatter. I didn't notice at the time that this kind of knife was very common. It was very thin and very sharp.

The light in the dorm was very dim. I took my phone, and then walked outside with a few pieces of paper I found under the bed. I wanted to see what Su Lin had left behind! Perhaps some clues could be found in these paintings.

Pushing the door open, I noticed that the temperature in the corridor was a little too low. I pulled on my clothes and walked inside. There was a light in the room. It should be the dormitory's toilet.

I walked over and took out the first painting. When I saw it, my brow furrowed and my fingers clenched tightly. Even though I was the bravest of the girls, and also the most lunatic, I still couldn't get rid of my fear.

I can't believe that Su Lin drew this.

The background of the painting was a wall and a mirror hung on the wall. In front of the mirror stood a woman.

To my surprise, there was another woman standing next to the other woman. Her hair was long enough to almost cover her entire face, and through the gaps in her hair, her eyes were staring straight at the woman in the mirror.

Two women, one with her back visible, the other with her hair covering her face. The whole painting was filled with a sense of panic, as if she was watching a horror cartoon.

I quickly flipped to the second page. It was the same scene, except that the woman in front of the mirror had turned into the long-haired woman. She raised her hand and pointed at the mirror on the wall.

The line of the entire painting was very simple. Although it was outlined with very thick lines, it gave off a very realistic feeling.

Slowly, I pulled out the third painting. There was only the mirror and the cabinet beside it. The two women had disappeared, but there was no fourth.

I went through them again, because they were probably disordered when I pulled them out from under the bed.

If the first was a bare room, and the two women were the second, and the last, and, of course, it was possible that it was the exact opposite, I tried a few times, and although there were only three pieces of paper, there were several completely different results.

Woo, woo, woo …

Just as I was standing under the light of the door lamp to study these paintings, the faint sound of a woman's crying could be heard from the toilet. I remember that girl saying that she heard this kind of terrifying crying a few times back then, and every time it was Su Lin who appeared, and then something happened to Su Lin.

I took out my cell phone and ventured inside. There was a faint breeze blowing from inside.

The brilliant residence was on the other side, separated by a door. At night, unless there was a special circumstance, this door would never open.

"Is anyone there?"

I called out in a low voice. Due to my strange encounter with the ladies' restroom, this time, I was exceptionally cautious. I only called out from the inside and didn't go in directly.

Wu, wu, wu.

There was another strange cry from inside, and I made my way inside, and then I actually saw someone, crouching on the ground with her face in her hands.

"What are you crying for?" I whispered.

She noticed me and slowly stood up. This girl was about my age, and I had never seen her before. She was probably from another room.

"Did you love someone?"

Her answer was a little out of my expectations. Furthermore, the way she looked at me was a little strange. I smiled. Actually, after so many years, I was used to being alone. When I was in university, I often saw couples.

"Nope." I reluctantly replied.

"Nothing."

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and walked out, and as she passed me, I heard her voice saying, "Get out of here."

That voice was very strange, it was actually completely different from the voice the girl had previously made.

"Why?"

I turned and the girl was gone.

I turned quickly and ran out of the bathroom. There was no one in the dark, empty corridor.

I went back again. The bathroom was empty and one of the windows was open, so the wind had come in.

Could it be a dream? Impossible, what I just saw was real.

I slowly walked back and kept looking behind me. When I reached the entrance of the dormitory, I still didn't see the girl from before.

I pushed the door open and entered, still thinking about what had just happened. As I walked to the side of the bed and sat down, I vaguely felt the wall in front of me light up.

It was a wall, so there couldn't be any light. The light came from the window, and I ran to the window. I didn't know when, but there were many people gathered at the bottom.

How could there be so many people!?

I said something to myself, and then the phone rang.

"Hello, what's the matter?"

"Hurry and get down, someone jumped off on the 18th floor."

"Jump, 18th floor." I shouted. I lived on the 18th floor. I looked down at the dazzling lights.

"Where are you?"

"You come out first, I'll get someone to drive the elevator and send the two of us down."

"Alright."

I quickly put on my clothes. Just as I was about to leave and passing a dormitory, the light flashed again, and I noticed that there was a large mirror on the wall. In front of the mirror, there was a table.

I pushed open the door and a few completely different scenes quickly flashed through my mind, including Su Lin's painting and the mirror that I had seen just now. Beside the mirror was a cabinet, and even though the dormitory was very dimly lit, I was still able to see everything clearly when the light flashed by.

Cabinet! Su Lin's paintings were all drawn in this dorm. As I walked towards the center, I couldn't help but feel my head go numb. I think that Su Lin must have wanted to use these paintings to tell me something.

Who the hell was that woman with the long hair standing in front of the mirror!