Madelyn and I shared an apartment. We usually hung out together.
That night, Madelyn pushed me into my room early. She even reminded me with concern. "You're injured. You should go to bed early," she said.
After closing the door, I dropped my smile. I took out my phone and decisively sent a string of messages to my brother.
On the first day of installing the surveillance, I didn't believe that Madelyn wouldn't secretly watch the live feed in the middle of the night.
Late at night, I changed into my pajamas and went to bed early. I made sure that Madelyn recorded some useful information.
I turned off the lights and quietly lay in bed. My eyes were fixed on the slightly open window.
Within an hour, a person dressed in all white floated into the room. They wandered back and forth beside my bed.
When the figure approached me, I saw their slightly frizzy wig and the tomato sauce on their face.
He smiled. He walked straight to the teddy bear. He even made a deliberately scary face.
From the next room, I heard a heart-wrenching scream. "There's a ghost! Help!"