Strange day

Strange day, I sat in the classroom, I couldn't remember what I had eaten this morning, how I came from home to school, as if this memory had been emptied, next to the classmates I thought were familiar but could not remember the name, walking out of the classroom, the sky was dark gray, like a scene with a filter added to a horror movie.

It's almost ten o'clock, there has not been a class bell ringing, everyone is still chasing and fighting in the corridor, there are also a large number of laughing students on the playground, it is obvious that they are not in physical education class, as if the teachers are on vacation, it is very strange, and what is even more strange is that the whole classroom is the only one who I think is strange.

I lay on the table, wondering if I had mistakenly entered some portal in the morning, entered another world, and everything around me was familiar and strange, ordinary and strange. But I couldn't say why, as if as soon as I thought hard, I could only get garbled characters in my head.

The screen above the classroom keeps looping a news story:

Recently, some villagers have dug up gold relics in their yards, and representatives sent by the United States have come to negotiate... It has now been handed over to the State. What breaks the news: It's about America. Finally, at ten o'clock, the bell rang, I thought the teacher would come to announce that there was something today so the holiday, but the bell ended, and the whole school began to broadcast, saying that a movie was going to be played, a newly made disaster movie, which had the villain in the fog chasing the murderer, and everyone began to enter the classroom one after another.

The movie began to play, first of all, the trailer, can not understand what is acting, the trailer is finished, and then began to play the trailer, I just wanted to discuss this with the surrounding classmates ah, put it wrong, found that everyone is sitting in a precarious position, staring at the screen, except for me, their action standards like robots, I suddenly dare not open my mouth, feel as if the screen is monitoring us, dare not show a little strange.

Unsurprisingly, the second trailer was finished, or the trailer was played on a loop, I don't know how many times it was performed, downstairs suddenly came through a scream, and then the power went out, the lights in each classroom were turned off, but the movie continued to play, everyone seemed to be suddenly normal again, from the form of the robot out of the way, all began to pour downstairs...

When I walked to the clearing, I followed a small group of people and horses from the same class to lean under the only street lamp nearby, and suddenly there was a camp song around, it was a female voice humming, very weak, but Wen was very clear and continued to walk slowly, I don't know who it was, and said slowly

--"Good night", although everyone was talking in a low voice, the environment was slightly noisy, but this sound seemed to be particularly clear, and the sound seemed to be among us, but except when I was looking around for the source of the sound, no one else seemed to hear it, and I began to get a little goosebumps.

Suddenly a girl in front of me raised her hand, "Eh which one just said goodnight", I was relieved. It turned out I wasn't the only one who heard it.

"Yes, which message is this", the girl next to me showed the mobile phone to everyone, the group did not know who it was, and had been brushing the screen with two words:

"Good night".

My newly relaxed nerves collapsed again, and I whispered to my classmates around me, "Eh, there was another person just now, just shouted a good night next to me, did you hear me?" They looked surprised, "No, someone in the group has been sending goodnight, I don't know what it means to have a problem with the screen." After listening to my cold hair stood up again.

On this hot and dry day, I actually really feel a chill in my back, that crisp good night, is it really my auditory hallucinations...

"Oh then I may have heard it wrong...", after saying that, I tightly held the hand of the girl next to me, she seemed to be sweating, her hand was a little sticky, but I thought she was a real person, and her sweaty arm made me feel very grounded.

I don't know why, today's night seems to be particularly dark, I followed this team, walking very slowly, as if ten minutes ago, the street lamp was there, walked for half a day, the position of the street lamp is still unchanged, suddenly do not understand why to find this street lamp, the power outage should not be directly out of the school under the night self-study? The school gate is right there. I can't seem to remember which direction the school gate is, so let's follow the light first.

There was another sound coming from the back of the line! I'm sure I didn't have auditory hallucinations and the location of the sound was obviously right behind us, but. But the others still did not react at all, as if in this silent environment, suddenly someone said goodnight, not at all strange, or .... Do they really not hear?

"Classmate Eh", I originally wanted to call her name, but I couldn't remember anything, "Just now you didn't hear it again, someone behind me shouted 'good night'?" Although I can't think of a name, the only person I can trust at this moment is her, but she still looked at me in surprise, and then slowly pulled her hand out of the crook of my arm, and after a long time she replied to me, "I didn't hear."

As if there was something wrong with me.

I heard it very clearly, it was the voice behind me, I didn't have auditory hallucinations, I wanted to go back to make sure, but suddenly I seemed to be sluggish.

I dare not turn back...

It was easy to turn back, but at this moment my neck seemed to begin to resist this very simple movement, and my neck and the whole person began to stiffen. In the struggle of not going back, I even began to deceive myself, in fact, there is no sound, well, just continue to go forward with everyone, I am scared of myself, so I don't have to look back, make myself seem to be a little nervous, others can't hear, I can hear, is it saying goodnight to me? Haha, it's funny...

Say goodnight to me...

Say goodnight to me alone...

Good night that no one else can hear...

For an instant I seemed to change from extreme fear to extreme anger, why did I hear it? Am I really afraid to turn back? Who the are you? Scare me?

I turned my head vigorously. At the back of the line stood a long-haired girl in a white shirt.

The next second, I was wearing a white shirt and staring at myself in the line.