Old Mansion

I remember when I was in college, my friend once arranged a party for me in order to chase a girl from our school. That night, our five friends went to an empty house on the outskirts of the city to have a party. The house was left behind by a friend's relative after he went abroad. It was empty for several years and no one lived in it (it was the kind of old house where two families shared the same gate. There used to be a lonely old man living opposite, but later he died, so we could play as much as we wanted without being afraid to disturb the neighbors).

　　It was sparsely populated and there were not many pedestrians on the road. We brought a lot of food and rushed there in the evening. When we went there, we were all very excited. After all, they were all students who had just entered the university and liked new games. I was more excited than others because I had another purpose.

　　It was getting late, and soon it was midnight. We were all still in high spirits. The killjoy was that one of the girls had to go home because of a phone call at home. I was a male chauvinist, of course, I had to send it off. So, the others continued, and I left with the female classmate. I was a bold person, and there were street lights along the way. As a flower escort, I was secretly proud that I had this opportunity to show off. But because a car came to pick her up, I quickly returned.

　　To tell you the truth, I only paid attention to the surrounding environment when I came back. It was really desolate. Except for the old buildings, the dead trees and miscellaneous trees hastened their pace and ran back in three steps and two steps. The lights in the corridor were off, and I was a little nervous. The sensor lights in the old building were really not very useful! The corridor was also unusually quiet. Without the music before I came out, were they all tired? "Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang..." I knocked on the door hastily, and no one answered for a long time. I felt even more furious! I knocked for about two more minutes (it felt like a year had passed), and finally heard the sound of slippers inside (due to the old building, the sound insulation was very poor), and then a strange voice sounded, it was an old woman. "Who are you looking for?" asked slowly. At that time, my whole body was numb, and I was cold from inside to outside! My feet also began to float up, without any strength.

　　I paused, wondering if someone was staying at the opposite door again? I don't know! Or maybe these little bastards were deliberately pretending to scare me! Thinking of this, I bravely answered while knocking on the door, "Don't pretend, hurry up, I need to pee."

　　I knocked for about another minute. No one spoke. I was a little angry. Just as I was about to scold out loud, suddenly a shrill cry came out of the room. The sound was very small, but it was very harsh. I couldn't hold on any longer and started running. I swear that speed was the fastest in my life.

　　After going downstairs, I ran about more than 100 meters, got under the street lamp, and began to gasp!

　　I slowly settled down and looked back. The lights in that room were still on, the corridor was also bright, and the window also reflected the shadow of my classmates. My head was full of the scene just now, as if the voice was still in my ears! I took out my phone and called my classmate, but it was not in the service area! In a cold sweat, I stood blankly under the street lamp for an unknown period of time until a buddy came downstairs to look for me.

　　I don't know how I got into the house just now! Looking at a few familiar faces, my heart finally calmed down a little. Look at my watch. I went out for about three hours, no wonder he came out to find me. I didn't say much, they were tired, so we went to sleep separately.