Making harassing phone calls to girls' dormitories

Making harassing phone calls to girls' dormitories

Introduction:

I'm a male college student. One night, my roommates and I were all bored and couldn't sleep, so we decided to make some nuisance phone calls. We dialed a girls' dormitory at a university of science and technology. During the call, I said in a very depressed tone that I was feeling incredibly unlucky and wanted to commit suicide. The following is part of the recording:

Me: Hello, I'm so sorry to bother you. I don't mean anything by it, I just want to find someone to accompany me through the last leg of my life.

On the other end of the phone: No way, you didn't say you were going to commit suicide, did you? (I chuckled to myself, thankfully she didn't know how thick-skinned I was.)

Me: Yeah, I've had a really bad run of luck lately. The money I just withdrew from the bank got stolen; I finally got a birthday celebration, but I got drunk and got into a fight with someone, smashed their head open with a brick, and it turned out to be our department head; I finally got a pet turtle, but it crawled into the cafeteria, and by the time I found it, only the shell was left...

Then that girl kept trying to comfort me, telling me jokes, and even sharing some embarrassing stories about herself. Haha, it cracked me up!

The next morning, we got through to that phone call again, but this time my classmate spoke to her:

My classmate: Hello, this is the Public Security Bureau of a certain district. Who answered the phone after midnight last night?

On the other end of the phone: It's me, what's up? (What a coincidence, the phone was probably right next to her!)

My classmate: Oh, someone here committed suicide by jumping off a building yesterday. We found on his phone that his last call was to you. We'd like to ask, what was your relationship with him?

The person on the other end of the phone: Don't you know him?

My classmate: You don't know him? You didn't know him, yet you played for over half an hour?

On the other end of the phone: I really don't know him. I've never met him before. He said he wanted to commit suicide. He just randomly dialed a number. I even spent a long time trying to comfort him (he sounded like he was about to cry)!

My classmate: Oh, okay, it's hard to explain over the phone. Here's what you say, what's your name, and where do you live? Come over around 3 PM this afternoon! Our station is... when you get here, just look for Captain Liu from the Criminal Investigation Department...

Around 2:50 p.m., a few of us went into the Gulou District Public Security Bureau (not to arrest her, but to see if she would come and also to see what she looked like). We saw a pretty girl knocking on each door and asking: Where is Captain Liu of the Criminal Investigation Department?

At 11:30 p.m., we dialed that number again.

My classmate: Hello, I'm looking for XXX.

It was that girl: Oh, it's me. What's up so late?

My classmate: I'm from the Public Security Bureau. They contacted you yesterday. Here's what happened. Don't be nervous, just listen to me.

The girl: What's wrong? I went to the police station this afternoon, but I couldn't find Captain Liu!

My classmate: The situation is a bit complicated now. We just received a call from the hospital saying that the body of the man who jumped off the building yesterday is missing. They searched for a long time but couldn't find it. They only found your phone number written in blood on the wall.

The woman screamed: Ah...

Chapter 1

Since that day, I originally wanted to tease that girl again, but my classmate said it was too mean, so I gave up... I figured things had gotten this far, and there was no point in making any more fuss, so I didn't call her again. Luckily, we were busy with exams these past few days, and gradually I forgot about it.

About a week later, we went to the cafeteria after school and suddenly saw several police cars parked near the girls' dormitory. We didn't know what had happened, but driven by curiosity, my classmates and I ran over to see. We didn't see anything, only that it seemed a girl had jumped to her death. We thought: "It's probably because of too much pressure or heartbreak." We didn't think much of it.

During lunch, everyone in the cafeteria was talking about this. The conversation between two girls sitting next to us (A and B) caught our attention.

A said, "I'll sleep in your dorm tonight. The girl who jumped off the building lives in our dorm, and I'll be scared..."

B said, "Okay, but why did she jump off the building?"

A said, "I heard it's like being possessed by a ghost."

B said, "Oh...no way, how did you know?"

A said, "A few nights ago, she received a call from a boy she didn't know, saying he was suicidal and wanted to jump off a building. She comforted him for a long time, and we even joked that she was about to have some good luck with love. But the next day, she received a call from the Gulou Police Station saying that the boy had jumped to his death, and his last phone call was to her. She was so scared that she cried all night. The next day, the police station called her again, asking her to come in for questioning. She went, and when we asked her, she said she couldn't find him. We asked if someone was lying to her, and she said it was unlikely. Later, unexpectedly, the police station called to say that the boy's body had disappeared and warned her to be careful..."

B said, "That doesn't mean you have to jump off a building."

A said, "You don't know, she was always very timid and believed a lot in ghosts and spirits. After that incident, she became completely disoriented, almost like she was possessed. And before she died, she wrote a letter saying she dreamt that the boy said he was lonely after death and wanted her to keep him company, so she went to find him. Isn't that possession? It's so scary..."

Hearing this, my classmate and I exchanged a silent glance, a sudden chill running down our spines. We lost our appetites and, after a few more jokes, hurried back to our dorm...

That evening, the phone rang. My classmate ran to answer it, but no one spoke for a long time. Just as he hung up, it rang again. My classmate answered it again, but still no one spoke. My classmate cursed at the phone a few times and then hung up. It rang a third time, but my classmate refused to answer it no matter what. So I ran over to answer it.

"Who should I look for?"

"Looking for you!" The voice sounded familiar, but I didn't think much of it. Question:

"What's up?"

"Where are you?"

"The dormitory."

I've come to find you.

"You can't get in. There's someone guarding the door downstairs. By the way, who are you?"

"I'll be there at 12 o'clock, then you'll know who I am."

He hung up. What a lunatic! I told my classmate the whole story, and his expression suddenly turned very unpleasant.

What are you doing?

"Could it be that woman?"

I was stunned.

Five people lived in the boys' dormitory: Li Ke, Wu Xi, Liu Quan, Liu Bin, and Zhang Xiaodi.

That night, no one could sleep because of the girl. So we sat together and played cards. Since the school lights went out promptly at 10:30, we only lit two white candles in the middle of the table. Finding those two candles was quite difficult; we racked our brains for a while over the color, all saying that next time we'd definitely buy red candles, as white candles are more suitable for a funeral…

Around 11 o'clock, everyone's watches started ringing, striking the hour...

The first watch to ring was Wu Xi's; he often had trouble getting up in the morning, so his watch was ten minutes fast. Then it rang for Liu Quan and Liu Bin, and finally for Li Ke. Zhang Xiaodi had a cell phone, so he didn't need such a basic item as a watch.

Just after 11 o'clock, Zhang Xiaodi couldn't take it anymore and kept saying he wanted to sleep. The others couldn't stand his antics and let him log off, while the other four continued playing...

Time ticked by, and then "beep," Wu Xi's watch struck the hour, ten minutes to go until midnight. Immediately after, Liu Quan and Liu Bin's watches rang, and finally Li Ke's. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, because Li Ke's watch was slow, meaning midnight had already passed. They couldn't help but feel they had been being too paranoid.

Everyone laughed, and just as they were about to play cards, they heard a sound in the air, "beep, beep, beep!" The last beep was an upward spiking sound, which came from the radio.

Because Zhang Xiaodi likes some noise when she sleeps, she listens to the radio every night. That means it's only just past midnight. Everyone suddenly realized, "Oh right, everyone's clocks are set to the school's, but the school's clocks are five minutes fast!"

Before I could even think, a sound came from the door. "Knock...knock...knock..."

No one dared to speak, thinking it was probably a ghost. No one had heard any noise in the corridor, but our school dormitory building was old and dilapidated; even a cat walking on it would make the characteristic 'squeak' sound of wooden floors, let alone a person. The only thing that could silently walk down the stairs to our room at the very back of the building was a ghost that seemed to float.

After a while, someone spoke outside the door.

"Is anyon

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