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Shuisheng Didi

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It is not unusual for students to play some spooky games when bored and for a freshman in university, they never get boring. I have tried them all, the Ouija Board, whatever, you name it. No harm has come from playing these games until three of my roommates and I played a mysterious game in a dark room. The fifth person that mysteriously appeared. The sharp drip-drop of water. The large water stain on our dorm wall… No one from Room 308 is going to be spared. Fear of the unknown and tremors of precognition enshrouds us all. What are the continuous trickles of water? Are they the tears of the dead who yearns for life or the cries of unjust formed by the blood of spirits who have lost their voices?
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21
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It is not unusual for students to play some spooky games when bored and for a freshman in university, they never get boring. I have tried them all, the Ouija Board, whatever, you name it. No harm has come from playing these games until three of my roommates and I played a mysterious game in a dark room. The fifth person that mysteriously appeared. The sharp drip-drop of water. The large water stain on our dorm wall… No one from Room 308 is going to be spared. Fear of the unknown and tremors of precognition enshrouds us all. What are the continuous trickles of water? Are they the tears of the dead who yearns for life or the cries of unjust formed by the blood of spirits who have lost their voices?
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Shuisheng Didi

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Shuisheng Didi

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水声滴滴; 水滴聲聲; Thủy Thanh Tích Tích ; The Water Goes Drip-Drop
Drama;  Horror;  Mystery;  Psychological;  School Life;  Tragedy;  
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It is not unusual for students to play some spooky games when bored and for a freshman in university, they never get boring. I have tried them all, the Ouija Board, whatever, you name it. No harm has come from playing these games until three of my roommates and I played a mysterious game in a dark room. The fifth person that mysteriously appeared. The sharp drip-drop of water. The large water stain on our dorm wall… No one from Room 308 is going to be spared. Fear of the unknown and tremors of precognition enshrouds us all. What are the continuous trickles of water? Are they the tears of the dead who yearns for life or the cries of unjust formed by the blood of spirits who have lost their voices?
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It is not unusual for students to play some spooky games when bored and for a freshman in university, they never get boring. I have tried them all, the Ouija Board, whatever, you name it. No harm has come from playing these games until three of my roommates and I played a mysterious game in a dark room. The fifth person that mysteriously appeared. The sharp drip-drop of water. The large water stain on our dorm wall… No one from Room 308 is going to be spared. Fear of the unknown and tremors of precognition enshrouds us all. What are the continuous trickles of water? Are they the tears of the dead who yearns for life or the cries of unjust formed by the blood of spirits who have lost their voices?
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Chapter 1
Shuisheng Didi Chapter 1

Chapter 1
 

“Oh, really? How do you play?”   I’m immediately intrigued; I have always been interested in spirit games like these. I wouldn’t be exagerrating when I say I have tried every single one out there. Sadly nothing’s ever came from playing them but I’ve never gotten bored of them.   Mu Mu hurriedly wolfs down the roasted eggplant he had in his mouth and starts explaining. “You get a really dark rectangular room and four people to stand, one in each corner of the room, and then the first person would start running. The first person taps the back of the second person when he gets there, and he says ‘tagged’. Then the second person runs and gets to the third person and says ‘tagged’. After one lap, there’ll be one person who reaches the wall and he says ‘touched’. Then this person keeps going and says ‘tagged’ when he taps someone. Then after a few laps no one will say ‘touched’ anymore…”   He flashes a creepy smile. “Meaning another person appears outta nowhere!”   “Oh, oh, I’ve heard about this before,” Cubs exclaims, “I read it somewhere in a book.”

“Roger!”   As soon as we close the curtains of the only two windows in the room, it becomes pitch black—so dark I can’t see my own fingers.   “So we all know the rules, right?” I hear Mu Mu’s voice from the other side of the room.   “I’ll start first. The person ahead of me is Yuan Fei, the person ahead of him is Xiao Yu, and Kong Linglin is ahead of Xiao Yu. There will be three ‘tagged’ and then one ‘touched.’ Stop if you don’t hear ‘touched’ anymore and rendezvous at the podium and we get the hell outta here!”   “Got it.” I jiggle my legs around impatiently. “Let’s start already.”   I can’t believe Mu Mu has thought so far ahead; he doesn’t think something will actually happen, does he?   “I’mma say this beforehand: you’re dead if you call out the wrong thing on purpose!” Kong Linglin threatens. “I’mma hunt you down myself.”    My shoulders droop down in the dark-I was planning to pull a prank on them after a couple of laps.   After Mu Mu’s ‘ready-set-go’, all that’s left in the dark room are running sounds. First, I hear Mu Mu say ‘tagged,’ then after I hear Yuan Fei from behind me I run along the wall to the other corner.   “Tagged!” I call out after touching someone’s plushy back.   I hear that person take off and soon I hear Kong Linglin’s voice.   “Touched.”   Rinse and repeat.   What a boring game! I have touched the wall four times so far. Other than that it’s just been running and more running and calling out ‘tagged’…   I bet the other guys think it’s boring, too. It’s just that no one wants to be the first to say it so we keep going around the room. The only way of telling one person from another in the dark is from their footsteps, pants and calls.   Thump, thump, thump.   Heavy footsteps approach from behind and my shoulder gets tapped lightly.

“Tagged.” I drawl.   When is this gonna end?   Minutes slip by but I’ve made up my mind on not being the first to crack. I just run forward without thinking and by the time I snap back to reality I realise I haven’t heard ‘touched’ for a long time.   “Tagged,” a voice calls out behind me.   I start running and I say my line when I tag someone.   But wait, there should be a “touched” for every three ‘tagged,’ and I should’ve hit the wall for every three times I say ‘tagged.’ But I haven’t! There has to be someone ahead of me so that I never touch the wall!   But how is that possible?   After someone says ‘tagged’ behind me, I start running, but slower this time.    Who’s ahead of me? Is it Kong Linglin or…   Touching the back before me sends a numbing chill straight down my spine. I strain my ears and listen; if, for some reason, there really is a fifth person, I should be able to tell their voice apart from the others.   “Tagged,” says Kong Linglin.   “Tagged,” says Mu Mu.   “Tagged,” says Yuan Fei.   Hold it right there! Yuan Fei is supposed to be behind me! But I didn’t get tapped!   “Tagged.” A voice rings from behind me.   It’s slightly off-key because everyone is trying to keep their voice low, but I can clearly tell that it’s Mu Mu.   But how?   I suddenly feel soft in my knees. It should be Yuan Fei who is behind me! I leap forward and hold my hand out instinctively but my arm is shaking. I pull back sharply when I touch something.   “Tagged.”   The person takes off.   “Tagged.” It’s Kong Linglin’s voice.   “Tagged.” It’s Yuan Fei’s.   Mu Mu should be the one after Kong Linglin!   Who’s messing our order up?   “Tagged.” Someone lightly touches my back.   I don’t even bother listening to the voice; I just want to stop, I want to yell ‘stop!’ But the words get stuck in my mouth while my legs continue to run.   I can’t stop shaking but I’m don’t dare to call out. It’s not about losing to Yuan Fei anymore-I’m scared shitless! Am I the only one who’s notice this? The others haven’t yet? What would that thing do if I call it quits now? I don’t want that thing to notice me!    Xiao Yu courage level: 0.   “Tagged.” I swallow some saliva to moisten my parched throat.   Did they not notice my wavering voice? Why didn’t they take a second to tease me about it? Not even Flying Ape? What’s wrong with them?   The room is still pitch black. No matter how much I squint or stare I can only make out unknown blackish shadowy figures, that is, until the next round when the person behind me stops and remains silent. My heartbeat quickens to the point I have difficulty breathing.   Then, a hand is on my shoulder. I’m rooted to the spot, scared stiff.   “Let’s stop.” It’s Yuan Fei! “Mu Mu, open the flashlight.”   I can hear the wavering in his voice from where I am. I guess he noticed, too, that there was one extra ‘person.’   A beam of light flickers on from another corner of the room and I hear Kong Linglin’s voice. “Everyone to the podium.”   I instinctively grab on to Yuan Fei’s hand, too scared to consider it embarrassing. He holds on tightly, the sweat collecting between our palms revealing our unsettled nerves. We head towards the podium under the guidance of Mu Mu’s flashlight but at snail’s pace.   What about…Is it heading over there too?   My legs are spaghetti right now. I’ve done tons of dangerous stuff in my almost twenty years, whether it’s bungee jumping and roller coasters or spirit games. I love that rush of adrenaline and sense of accomplishment when you’ve overcome something dangerous.   But I’ve never thought about the other world.   Humans are the rulers of this earth, no? All the horror stories of ghosts and spirits and demons are all fictitious, no? The so called supernatural phenomena are just what we call what we can’t explain, no? How could they actually exist?   Mom used to whisper by my ear when I was young: If you don’t behave…the big bad wolf is gonna eat you! Despite this I would wait countless nights for anything to crawl through my window but to no prevail. I actually teased wild captive wolves in the zoo with a branch when I was seven, but that was because I knew there was no danger, not because I was brave.   Roller coasters operate on the laws of physics; bungee jumping takes many safety precautions; wild beasts cannot escape the confines of their cages. Whether it’s Flying over Yellow River or Tight Roping Across the Great Wall, all you have to do is use bravery to accept the possibility of failure under extremely high safety factors. Therefore, bravery is just doing something that others don’t dare to do.   I’m brave because I dare to. I dare to because I understand the risks and dangers and when I know there’s no immediate threat on my life I can dive right into it.   But I’ve never considered the existence of another independent factor.   What is it? What kind of power does it possess? Will it harm me? Will it kill me? Am I its match? Can I escape?   The most feared in this world is the unknown.   Mu Mu carefully sweeps the flashlight across the room. There are no suspicious figures or things other than the four of us. I let out a sigh of relief.   “Let’s head back.” Kong Linglin’s voice is very calm, and it is because it’s too calm that I suspect he noticed the fifth ‘person’ too.   His proposal gets immediate approval from everyone and Mu Mu keeps the light on, not worrying about getting caught. The four of us huddle close around the only light source. No one says another word.   Then a crisp, clear sound resonates in the quiet building.   Drip-drop.   My footsteps falter. “What was that?”   “Huh?” Mu Mu turns to me with a highly-strung look. “Quit it. I’m so tired I could drop so quit playin’!”   I can hear fatigue in his voice; I can tell he’s on the brink of snapping. I guess they all noticed, huh.   “Oh, nothing. Just heard some water dripping. Don’t worry ‘bout it.” I quickly give him a reassuring pat.   “Probably just a loose faucet in some lab.” Yuan Fei pushes me forward. “Let’s hurry, don’t wanna bump into the night watch.”   I lean against the wall to get more support for my wobbly legs. I can feel Yuan Fei’s hands shaking ever so slightly on my shoulders but I take some comfort from the warmth. I suppose even my arch nemesis can be useful once in a while.   Drip-drop.   The sound of water droplets echoes throughout the fifth floor. Its acuity makes it sound close but the empty echoes sound distant.   I look back at the staircase and leave the building with the guys in silence, but somehow that tinkling sound keeps ringing in my ears.   Drip-drop.

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