Horror stories personally experienced by horror novelist Zhou Dedong

Chapter 27: Midnight Show (3)
This time, behind him were two windows, two dark windows.The sound effect is the sound of wind, a lot of wind.The two windows were constantly shaking by the wind.I suspect that when the show was being recorded, there was a staff blowing blowers behind the window all the time.

It's midnight and I'm watching TV.

I don't know how many people like me are watching this show in this deep dark night.Maybe, only me. . . . . .

The wind was blowing outside the window, and the wind was also blowing on the TV, and I couldn't tell the difference.

I turned down the volume of the TV, and the wind outside the window became clearer.

I turned up the volume of the TV, and the wind in the TV suppressed the real wind outside the window.

While Yiwen was talking, a window behind him was blown open by the wind.

Yiwen stopped talking, and he whispered to the audience in front of the TV: "I'm sorry..." Then, he stood up and turned to close the window. . . . . .

At this time, a thin and small man slowly appeared from the darkness on one side of the stage. He walked over gently like sleepwalking, put a glass of white water on the table, and then disappeared into the darkness on the other side of the stage. . . . . .

I felt that the thin and small man looked very familiar, so I tried hard to think: who is he?

Thinking about it, I shivered violently.

When a writer creates a character, he must have a vague imagination and a rough outline of the character in his mind.I feel that this person is very much like the anthropomorphic bug I imagined when I wrote "Bugs"!

The wind outside the window is getting stronger.

Yiwen on TV was still talking slowly.

I picked up the phone and dialed the number of Yiwenjia.

To be honest, I was a little panicked.I desperately need to talk to someone right now.

Yiwen answered the phone.

"Yiwen, are you awake?"
"No, I'm watching TV. Are you watching too?"
"I'm looking."
"How is it? Not bad?"
"Good. You finally took my idea."
"Which idea?"
"A plot beyond a plot."
"No."
I was stunned: "When you got up and closed the window, I saw another person appeared on the screen."
"You must be mistaken."
The wind blew my window again, and there was a "pop" sound, as if there were so many supernatural beings eager to squeeze in the window, as if there was something in the darkness outside the window that frightened them.

"I'm not mistaken!" I said emphatically.

"I was at the recording site, how could I not know? Besides, I also watched the film during editing, I don't know how many times I watched it. No."
I am speechless.

I'm sure I saw the skinny guy.

I'm sure I'm not blinded by sleepiness.I'm a night owl, I never sleep before midnight.

"Are you listening?" Yiwen asked me on the phone.

"You didn't have a glass of water on your table, isn't that true?"
This time it was his turn to be silent.

"Did you see that? Now, you have a drinking glass on your table!"
I was talking while watching TV, but at this time, the TV screen was already black, and I could only hear Yiwen's erratic voice: "Don't forget to spray some insecticide on the bedside. Okay, go to sleep... . . . "
"It's over, I don't see anything," he said.

I said: "Tomorrow, you can go to work to see the master tape."
"All right."
That night, I listened to the sound of the wind and never fell asleep. That thin figure always flashed in my mind.

The next day, my eyes were red, and I called Yiwen again.

"Yiwen, have you read it?"
"I'm on my way, I haven't arrived at the unit yet."
After a while, impatient, I called him again.

"Reached?"
"Just arrived at the gate. I'll call you when I finish reading it in a while."
"OK then."
I sat down and waited for his call.

The wife went to work.I am the only one left at home.

I turned around in the room, and finally, I picked up the "Bug" and read it from beginning to end.

Shang Ke wrote a review, he said: In broad daylight, I finished watching "Bugs" in the office, and got goosebumps all over my body.I seem to see those 1 printed words turned into [-] worms, sneering at me in unison. . . . . .

I rarely get scared when I read the horror novels I wrote, but this one is different, every time I feel chills all over my body. . . . . .

Its body is covered with dense legs.

Its back is covered with dense legs.

Its eyes are full of dense legs.

Its brain is full of dense legs. . . . . .

The phone rang suddenly.

I shivered and reached out to pick it up.

"It's me, Yiwen."
"did you see it yet?"
"Look, there are no people delivering water at all, you read it wrong!"
"how can that be possible?"
"If you don't believe it, just come to the TV station and watch it. This master tape is as solid as a mountain of evidence."
Putting down the phone, I glanced at the "Bug" again.

On the cover is me, with four terrified eyes looking at this nightmare world. . . . . .

I picked up the phone again and dialed.

I called a female friend and asked her, "Last night, did you read my TV horror novel?"
"I saw it, and when I saw half of it, I was so scared that I turned off the TV."
I called another male friend.

"Did you watch my TV horror novel last night?"
"Look. It's boring. Your stories can only scare little girls."
I grabbed the phone tightly: "When the speaker closed the window, did you see that someone brought him a glass of water?"
(End of this chapter)