A chapter on the strange hospital
Reflection in a mirror
In the afternoon , a colleague rushed into the nurses ' station . We got a sighting of Alissa ! Actually , the co-worker who claims to have seen Alissa said that when he was asleep , he heard this little girl talking , like , " Where is this ? Brother , I'm afraid ! Dad Mom ?" . This is not a clue , everyone scattered , Hsiao Hui suddenly said to me : " Have you heard of ? This hospital had a fire twenty years ago ." . " Fire in the sky ? " It's when you suddenly start a fire from no reason . Many doctors and patients were trapped inside and burned to death , and there were rumors that when it was very quiet , you would hear voices , like people Shouting . " . I shuddered . I was sure I had heard such a sound before . In a phenomenon known as EVP , which stands for electronic paranormal vision , someone is said to have recorded a very clear voice in an empty room for more than ten hours - " Get out of my house " - belonging to the house's former owner , who died ten years ago . I looked it up on the Internet , and it's really scary when a human voice pops up in the middle of a bunch of loud noises . Something tells me Alissa's disappearance is beyond common sense . That night it was my turn to be on duty with Xiao Hui , we chatted - the next day will be separate patrol . In the dead silence of the corridor , the freshly mopped floor still wet , I strained my nerves and walked cautiously . At this time , there was a sound of " squeaking " through somewhere , and the decorative board on the side wall was constantly uplifted and deformed , bulging one bubble after another , and then a large number of cockroaches , like a black tide , came out from under the decorative board , a frightening number . I screamed and sank down on the ground . It was strange to say that none of the cockroaches had climbed on me . Suddenly , someone touched me from behind , I looked back , is Xiao Hui . " I heard you calling , and I came to see . Why are you sitting here alone ? " . " There were so many cockroaches ." . " Where is it ? When I looked up at the wall , the polymer panels were the same . Just so lifelike scene if only to see the wrong to explain , it is not past , but if it is paranormal events , cockroaches and paranormal as if not next to . Hsiao Hui picked me up and walked in one direction . I asked her who she was going . " Go to the toilet ." . " Haven't we been there so many times ? " . " I wonder if there are certain changes in certain times , like the legend that at midnight there is an extra step . " . What had happened could not be speculated with common sense , so Hsiao Hui full of anecdotes and anecdotes became the best reference . The bathroom was the same . We looked around , but we didn't find anything unusual . Hsiao Hui left disappointed , I took a handful of water under the faucet and splashed it on my face , trying to clear my tired nerves . When I looked up , the air around me seemed to be distorted , and an incredible picture appeared in the mirror . It wasn't me that was reflected off the mirror , it was Alissa !
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Eamonn Davies
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