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The Hell Beauty
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Intermittent raindrops hit the windows heavily in the early morning. Against the quiet and somber atmosphere, the sound sounded extremely loud and monotonous. Everything was asleep.
“Bang…bang…bang…”rapid knock on the wooden front door woke the calm dawn and Laura, who was a sophomore in Hua Zhong Normal University. Impatiently putting on random clothes, she went to open the door drowsily but only to be frightened by a gaunt and pale face.
“What’s wrong?” Laura pulled Rose in the room and asked with an air of anxiety at the bottom of her heart.
“He...he ...he died.” words and teardrops burst out in front of her best friend, like seizing one who can keep company with her.
“Who?” she searched everyone who she cares and nearly roared out,” Henry? Vettle? Who was he?”
“Hen…Henry...”she still kept crying. “When?” she hugged the shaking body and continued, “Where was he? Did Vettle know?”
“He and the police were in his house.”
“You must have a rest. Have a good sleep here, and I’ll come back soon, honey.” she comforted her to sleep and left for Henry’s house, not too far away from hers.
She heard noise and saw Vettle was among the police in the blockade scene. He told her that he was died in school bus in the middle night and the record of the last call reflected that he had went to the NO.9 building, then showed a picture he found in Henry’s hand----a picture of a beauty in red cheongsam but a extremely pale face with the another half covered by long black hair. There was nothing wrong with the picture but a strange sense appeared in her mind that it must have something to do with the death. They kept away the picture and hurried to the company to check the video but found nothing except that Henry took the elevator to the seventh floor but down within five minutes with a pale face, as if he was shocked and frightened by something.
They went to the seventh floor, and found that everything went well except several talks about the mysterious death.
Laura returned her own dormitory, she finally worn out and burst out crying. After a moment’s of thinking about it, she turned to Rose and asked her about the beauty in the picture. Rose said that it was a beauty in novels and was very popular in the computer world. Looking at her friend in deep thought, she added that it was said that the person who saw the real face of the beauty would die of it.
“The whole face of the beauty?” Laura then informed Vettle of the beauty.
Two days later, there was no answer from the police even they had been called to take the questionnaire several times.
When everyone gradually recovered from the dark dawn and life became peace again, another picture suddenly came into sight. A call from Vettle broke the peace in Laura’s heart. He said that this morning he got up, the picture in his desk shocked him, and it was the same with the one in Henry’s hand, but a red “fore” on the back of it made it different.
They both had no idea about the letter---four. A strange idea in her mind warned her that it must be something in the NO.9 building. She went to No.9 building after her night class in 21:00. A singular phenomenon----there are four elevators, but three of them were busy, only one is stayed in the first floor, made her chose the elevator in the corner.
She waited in the quiet hall, looking around but found no one else around. Against the dark surroundings, the light in the hall stood out monotonously. The clock on the wall along with her breath reverberated in the hall. The wind outside drilled in through the gap of the window door. The door opened, the sudden sound broke the peace and brought her lost mind and soul into her cold numb body. Looking back at the door, a pale face with cold sweat, empty eyes without soul, shuddering body rolled up at the corner, but fled out without any hesitation when caught sight of Laura.
Having not reacted, the door closed again, leaving a corner of a picture outside the elevator. She picked it up; the shaking hands dropped it again after a short stare at it, but the vision frozen at that moment. A hand patting on her shoulder breaking her mind totally, she screamed out and the whole face twisted, which scared Vettle thoroughly.
“What happened to you?” Vettle hugged her tightly, making her head and shaking body under his big hug, though himself was scared by the previous thought, ”there is nothing serious, we are ok…”
The little girl finally raised her head with tears on her eyes and face. She mastered up courage to calm herself down and told him the event she had experienced just a minute before, without forgetting pointing at the picture and the number at the top of door. He lost himself in the picture and the number “fore” with a deep sigh, as if he had realized all the coincident accidents.
They went to check the video once again, and found that there was something wrong with the time----Henry went in the elevator in the 21:32, and he arrived at the seventh floor after 12 seconds, but there was rather a black time stop than a record that he stepped out the elevator. After five minutes, everything in the elevator went well, but the brawn face, the scared appearance, shaking hands with the picture in them and the shuddering body.
“There must have been something happened in it.” Vettle’s face turned gray and the voice was trembling.
“His looking was similar with the man I had came across,” with a sudden stop, she continued, “I remembered the elevator was stopped at the first floor, but why did the man still come out from the elevator?” they both sank into quiet thinking.
“We can’t still stay here any longer.” Vettle suddenly made a decision and hold Laura’s hand to take her slink out the building.
But, beyond their reaction, the lights were all off suddenly, and they could not do anything but stood silently and waited for a ray of light, even they knew they had little chance. They couldn’t see anything but felt their cold bodies, heard their heart beating. Roaring cold wind twisted into the hall, hitting on their bodies. They hugged tighter and tighter, but everything and every hope is in vain.
“Ah...”a miserable scream broke the last peace. Laura was crying in his hug, and Vettle had no time and energy to comfort her but hugged her in his hug. The picture on the floor was boasted up, a red light point gradually enlarged. A woman in red cheongsam with long black hair but a extremely pale face fluttered before them without any word. Vettle felt an air of coldness on his back, but he hugged Laura, not wanting she see the scene. But the extreme silence and the sense of coldness made she shuddered and looked back. The figure in front of her sprang up another scream in the dark. The figure raised her head, the wind swayed her hair, and the other half face gradually exposed in their eyes. The two was back forward one step by step, until there was no way but the cold wall.
“Who are…” Vettle’s last rambling voice was melt in her bloody eyes. Before they could scene, they heard a series of voice of teardrops dropping on the floor. But they were not teardrops, they were black red.
