Horror stories

He was a medical examiner, a very good one. His forensic results have helped the police solve crimes many times, and newspapers have reported his story many times. That night, at about two or three in the morning, he heard a telephone ringing by his bed. "Hello? Who?" He answered the phone in a daze. A young woman's voice came over the phone: "Dr. Liang, there was a murder in __ street. The death was very sad. I hope you can go to the scene tomorrow morning to look at the body. He was still half asleep, but he unconsciously remembered the murder: "Ok, I'll go to the scene first thing in the morning." "Thank you very much. Please do come..."

Early the next morning he arrived in __ Street, where the police were cordoning off the scene. The victim was a young woman. Dr. Liang, whose name was known to the police, smoothly examined the young dead around him and on the ground. He's finally done with the case, the killer's been identified, the rest is a matter for the police. Back home, lying in bed, he rubbed his temples, suddenly the whole person a shock: his bedroom, there is no phone......

Short horror story ii

He was born with a strong sense of danger whenever danger came his way. For example, when he was 5 years old, he cried and refused to go to kindergarten because he felt unexplained pressure. More than 20 children died in the fire that day. Twelve years old a day of physical education, he felt the heart inexplicable tension, so leave did not go. Later in the stadium assembly, one side of the basketball stand suddenly fell, their class a classmate was hit dead on the spot. And that seat, it was his. This happened many times. If it were not for this mysterious sense of crisis, he would have died many times. Most people would be happy to have this ability, but he couldn't be happy. Because from the moment he realized it, he had a sense of fear. There seemed to be some danger approaching... And with each passing day, the fear grows. It was as if the danger was different, like a patient beast, moving slowly and slowly, approaching slowly, and at some point swooping up and devouring him. It oppressed him, and he felt as if he were going mad... So when he learned that there was an heirloom mirror in his house that could see him ten seconds before he died...

Today happens to be his 20th birthday. "I'm so sorry..." He looked at his mother in a pool of blood without a trace of guilt. But she was so obstinate that some gentleman had warned her that there was something sealed in the mirror and that something terrible would happen if you looked at it. What could be scarier than the danger you know you're approaching but don't know what it is?

He picked up the mirror, which was wrapped in yellow rune paper covered with mysterious red patterns. But he had no mind to notice that. His fear had overtaken him. Such a strong sense of crisis... He tore the paper roughly and looked hastily into the mirror.

Slowly a picture appeared in the mirror. It was... In the mirror, he held a mirror in his hand, his face eager... His blood seemed to freeze, the air seemed to thin... My mother's voice seemed to be rueful. "Mister said... The mirror... Unwatchable..."The woman, a wildlife biologist, and her team found the boy in a Wolf den. She took him, no, it, home to raise. Her teammate advised her, "The child was raised by wolves, so she must have a strong animal nature. It's not safe to keep at home." She smiled: "It doesn't matter. It's human! A human child, it needs a warm home, someone to teach it to adapt to the human world." Her teammates stopped trying to persuade her.