Horror Recycle Bin

Light

Xiao Zhou has an unspeakable secret, that is, he was afraid of the dark since he was a child, but he still hasn't changed it when he grows up, and he doesn't even dare to go out at night.

Recently, Xiao Zhou was suddenly haunted by ghosts, and it was a large group of ghosts.Xiao Zhou didn't even understand why he was entangled. He only knew that these ghosts appeared with darkness at night, and their number was increasing day by day.

Xiao Zhou can only speculate that he may be born with a physique that is prone to attracting ghosts. The reason why he is afraid of the dark must be because he instinctively feels that he will attract ghosts lurking in the dark.

In the beginning, these ghosts just lay outside the window in small groups to watch Xiao Zhou's movements. Later, as the number of ghosts increased, they gradually dared to enter the room, and finally dared to strangle Xiao Zhou's neck.

That night, Xiao Zhou was suddenly awakened from his dream by pain. When he opened his eyes, he saw ghosts all over the room, and some ghosts were still biting his hands and feet.Xiao Zhou rushed out of the door in horror, and the ghosts chased after him.

Xiao Zhou ran desperately in the dark night, and more and more ghosts were chasing after him.Xiao Zhou only knows that these ghosts come from the darkness, and they must run towards the light to be saved.

The city is full of darkness late at night, the street lights on the street have long been extinguished, and no pedestrians or vehicles can be seen on the empty road.

Xiao Zhou anxiously searched for the light, just like a drowning man looking for a lifeline to hold on to.Suddenly, he saw a light in front of him at the corner of the road, and it was getting brighter and brighter.

Xiao Zhou excitedly rushed towards the gradually brightening light, and then was knocked into the air with a harsh brake sound, falling bloody and bloody more than ten meters away.Countless ghosts following behind swarmed up and scrambled to eat.

What Xiao Zhou saw before was not light, but the headlights of a truck delivering goods late at night.

The author has something to say:

My poor writing, please forgive me...