I've come to trouble you all. Don't believe it? Come on in.

First Story: Who do you believe?

One year, a mountaineering club went on a climb. Among them was a couple who were very close.

When they reached the foot of the mountain ready to ascend the peak, the weather suddenly turned bad, but they insisted on going up the mountain.

So they left the woman at the campsite, but after three days, they still hadn't returned.

The woman was a bit worried, thinking it might be because of the weather.

They waited, and on the seventh day, everyone finally returned, except for her boyfriend.

Everyone told her that on the first day of the peak climb, her boyfriend had unfortunately died!

They returned within the seven-day period, thinking he might come back to find her.

So everyone formed a circle and put her in the middle. Near midnight, suddenly her boyfriend appeared, covered in blood, grabbed her, and ran out. Her girlfriend screamed in terror and struggled desperately. At this moment, her boyfriend told her...

A mountain accident happened on the first day of the peak climb!

Everyone else died. Only he survived...

Who do you believe?

Second Story: Why are there so many people?

One day, a friend leaving work returned to the dormitory at night and pressed the elevator button on the first floor. He wanted to go to the sixth floor.

Fortunately, the elevator arrived immediately...

He stepped inside. It was empty. As soon as he got in, the elevator doors closed...

Going up... going up...

When he reached the fourth floor, the elevator suddenly opened.

Two people were peeking in from outside, intending to get in, but for some reason, after looking, they did not enter.

The elevator doors closed again. Just as the doors were closing, my friend clearly heard them say: "*! Why are there so many people?"The Third Story: No One Competes with Me

There was a boy who needed to take the bus home at night. However, because he arrived at the bus stop too late, he wasn't sure if there would still be a bus… and he didn't want to walk. Since his home was very far and remote, he had no choice but to wait to see if the last bus would come… and he waited and waited…

Just when he thought there would be no bus, he suddenly saw a bus appear in the distance… He was very happy and went to hail it.

Once on the bus, he noticed that this last bus was strange. Normally, the last bus doesn't have many people because the route is remote, but this bus was full… there was only one empty seat, and the bus was completely silent with no one speaking at all…

He felt a bit eerie, but still walked to the only empty seat and sat down. A woman was sitting next to that seat. As soon as he sat down, she quietly said to him, “You shouldn't be on this bus.”

He felt very strange, and the woman continued, “This bus is not for the living…”

“You'll be taken by them (pointing to the people on the bus) as a substitute if you board.”

He was very scared but didn't know what to do. Then the woman told him, “It's okay, I can help you escape.”

So she dragged him to open the window and jump out. As they jumped, he even heard the people inside the “bus” shouting and screaming, “How could we let him escape!”

When he landed safely, he realized they were standing on a desolate hillside. He sighed in relief and hurriedly thanked the woman.

The woman, however, revealed a strange smile: “Now, no one will compete with me anymore…"

The Fourth Story: Dream Lover

Recently, Ning kept having the same dream. In the dream, a man told her, “Come, come find me, I'm waiting for you…”

Finally, Ning could no longer hold back and asked him, “Who are you? How can I find you?”The man said, "Meet me tomorrow at 12 noon at the platform at the entrance of xx Park. I have a mole here." The man pointed to his chin with his finger.

Upon waking, Ning hurried to find her friend and told everything to her. Her friend agreed to accompany her. At 11:55 a.m., the two were waiting at the agreed place, but the man did not show up. It was a hot day, and Ning said to her friend, "It's too hot. I'm going to buy two ice creams across the street, you wait here for me." Saying that, Ning crossed the street.

Just then, a car came speeding over, followed by a scream... Her friend ran over and found Ning lying in a pool of blood. When they opened the car door to take Ning to the hospital, they realized it was a hearse, and inside the glass coffin was a man whose chin had a mole. Her friend suddenly understood, looked at the watch; it was exactly 12 o'clock. Checking Ning's breathing again, she had already stopped breathing.

Fifth Story: The Phone

Xiao liked to place his phone on the desk by the window in the office. Under the sunlight, the metallic exterior looked lifelike and extremely charming. Today was Christmas Eve. Around noon, Xiao received many blessing messages. He read them one by one, occasionally replying, and then as usual placed the phone on the windowsill and started working.

The phone rang again, and a half-smile appeared on his face as he shook his head helplessly.

His office colleagues could not help but joke with him, "Which girlfriend is sending you a message this time?"

"No one," he said, picking up the phone and reading: "The day after tomorrow at 10 p.m."

"What nonsense is this!""Colleagues gathered around, and this was not a message of congratulations.

"Maybe it's just someone bored playing a joke," Xiao Suo smiled and continued to work on his documents.

The next day, around noon again, he received another message, and its content seemed somewhat related to the previous one.

"Tomorrow night at 10 o'clock."

Xiao Suo began to feel a bit impatient. He called back the number to see who was messing with him. "Hello, the number you have dialed is not in service…" No way. He double-checked the number and called again, but it was still not in service. Maybe there had been a mistake when the message was sent. Not thinking too much, he decided to ignore the text.

On the third day, at the same time, his phone's message alert went off again. Xiao Suo was somewhat annoyed. Opening the message, he thought, "Oh my god." The characters "Tonight at 10 o'clock" appeared before his eyes. He quickly dialed the number again. "Hello, the number you have dialed is not in service…" The mechanical voice sounded again on the other end, chilling him. This can't be possible!

Xiao Suo decided to leave work early that day, but the department manager happened to announce that a client had called to reschedule negotiations for tomorrow morning. Therefore, the materials he was responsible for had to be completed tonight. Looks like he would have to work overtime. Naturally, a few text messages couldn't interfere with work, and this project was highly valued by the boss. As a key member of the planning department, Xiao Suo couldn't get out of it.

The best solution was to finish the work before 10. After 7, the companies in the building would gradually finish work, and the office building would be quiet. Xiao Suo grabbed a lunch box, hurriedly took a few bites, and fully devoted himself to work. By 8:30, everyone else had left; he was the only one remaining. He could no longer concern himself with anything else and continued to work hard at the computer until the sound of his phone rang again—another message! A chill ran through him. Looking at the phone, thankfully, it wasn't 10 o'clock yet; it was exactly 9. He breathed a sigh of relief and opened the message.

"One more hour," it was from that strange number again! Oh my god! Who could it possibly be!"Xiao Suo couldn't help but start thinking about everyone around him. With no clues, he let it go and continued working. It was best to leave early, so he simply turned off his phone. Xiao Suo finally finished the copywriting. He hurriedly left this hellish building, lit a cigarette to calm his mood, and crossed a road. When he reached the center, his phone suddenly rang, and it was a screaming sound, desperately loud. Oh my god! Hadn't he already turned it off? Xiao Suo froze for a moment, immediately stopping to look for that damned phone. In the night sky, a sharp braking sound cut through as the metallic phone traced a circle in the air and landed in a pool of blood. For a moment, time was forever stuck at 10 o'clock.