The ghost station

"Where is this?" A frightened female voice came, the voice seemed to tremble a little because of excessive fright.

　　At this moment, the video screen of the cell phone screen played violently shaking, in the shaking picture, a faintly lit building similar to a small station silhouette appeared in the night.

　　Immediately, the camera focused on the station sign, although the video screen was very blurred because of the severe shaking, but the station sign "Ghost Gate" two big words can still be recognized.

　　"Ah! Help!"

　　Without warning, the video came a miserable female voice pleading for help, followed by a sky spinning in the picture, as if the phone from a high place overturned and fell in general.

　　The video ended abruptly here.

　　I held the phone in my hand and stared blankly at the screen, even forgetting to close the player. I don't know who shot this video or where it was shot, but this video of less than a minute made me break out in a cold sweat.

　　Just then, I suddenly felt the train shake and stop.

　　I hurriedly took off my headphones and prepared to get off.

　　When I took off my headphones, the sound of the station announcement in the carriage had ended, but I clearly remembered that the train had stopped 12 times.

　　I hadn't even stood still when the train suddenly started moving slowly again.

　　Because the company I work for is in another city not far from my home, I have to take this intercity train every time I go to and from work. I have taken this train for three whole years, and I know that it is exactly 12 stops from the city where I work to the city where I live, and the city where I live is also the terminal of this intercity train.

　　The train started slowly again. Did I misremember the number of stops or did the train temporarily add a new station?

　　I soon dismissed my own thoughts, perhaps because today is a weekday, the train is extraordinarily few people, the entire carriage in addition to me no other passengers. Because of boredom, I carefully counted the number of train stops from the time I got on the train, and remembered very clearly that there could be no mistake.

　　As for the temporary addition of a new station is even more impossible, because the last stop was in the suburbs near the city where I live, and there is no other station to stop between the terminal.

　　Thinking of this, I hurriedly clicked on the electronic map in my phone to check my location.

　　Soon, the location read out, three words appeared in the middle of the map: Ghost Gate Station.

　　No! This was absolutely impossible! I'm a hiking enthusiast, I've lived in this city for almost thirty years, and I've traveled almost everywhere nearby, even remembering the name of every small village, but in my memory there is absolutely no such place near the city I live in.

　　At this point, the train began to slowly accelerate. I looked out the window and saw the silhouette of a faintly lit building slowly moving behind me in the night.

　　How could there be such a station here?

　　I hastily quit the electronic map, but at this time there happened to be another version of the electronic map in my phone, and I hastily clicked on it. This version of the map seemed to have not been opened for a long time, and it took a few seconds to load itself.

　　At this time, in this version of the map, a place name slowly moving towards the map outside: Ghost Gate.

　　When I got home and finished other things, the place called Ghost Gate came back to my mind.

　　I hurriedly took out my phone and opened the electronic map on it. With my knowledge of the train and familiarity with the geography around my city, I soon found the location where the station appeared. But at this point, there was nothing at that location, just an empty field on the map, and no place names appeared.

The non-existent ghost gate station

　　At this point I hurriedly quit the electronic map, opened another version of the map, found the same location, in this version of the map, the location is still a blank. The place called Ghost Gate never seemed to be there in general.

　　At this point, my cold sweat was already flowing down. My mind couldn't help but think of the video I saw in my phone, and the station called Ghost Gate, and in the final moments of the video, the miserable female voice of distress.

　　Speaking of the video, its appearance was also very bizarre.

　　Last week my original cell phone suddenly went out of order, and the bad is very complete, that accompanied me for a full five years of cell phone finally end of life. Because there is still a period of time before the payroll, so I went to the second-hand cell phone market during the holidays to buy a second-hand cell phone intended for temporary use first, until the payroll time to buy a new phone and then sell the phone. Anyway, it is a second phone, and then sold will not lose too much money.

　　When I bought this phone I deliberately bought a more unisex white phone, men and women can wear. This has a certain chance that the previous owner of this phone is a woman, and it is likely that I will find some of the more private things in the phone. Although these things in the hands of cell phone dealers have basically all been formatted, but the use of high-tech means can still be restored, if the phone has some former owners of private photos on the better.

　　Of course, this is only my single a long time old man's imagination. Although the chances of having private photos are very small, but the phone may have some information about the previous owner, if it happens that the other party happens to be beautiful and happens to be single ......

　　The first thing I did after buying the phone was to go to my friend Lao Pan, who is a tech geek and is well versed in all kinds of high technology, so he can recover the formatted files in the phone in a matter of minutes.

　　But this time he let me down, Lao Pan fiddled with the afternoon, anxious sweat, the phone files are not recovered out.

　　Finally, the old Pan can only give up helplessly, he said the phone files have been seriously damaged, can not be recovered.

　　Hearing this I was completely discouraged, invited him to have a drink at his house and then took the newly purchased phone home.

　　The day after that the phone did not have any problems, but on this day, on my way home by train, I suddenly found an extra video file in the phone's folder. It was the same video that I saw on the train.

　　Until then, I found the problem fishy, the old Pan kind of advanced technology geeks pounded out an afternoon did not recover the file how to appear for no reason themselves?

　　The next day, I directly took leave to sell the phone to sell my phone to the second dealer, the other party is a veteran, see I just bought not all long phone to sell must be anxious to sell, after checking the price of the phone after half a day will be lowered by five hundred dollars.

　　I accepted the price very simply, when paying I could see that the second dealer's expression seemed a bit chagrined, I guess it was too quick to see me agree, I think I gave a high price, and then some lower I would agree.

　　On that day, I saw a search notice, in the city where I live a week ago missing a girl in her twenties, the day she told her family to take the train I was on to the city where I live, but the family that picked up the station was not able to receive her. The phone she used when she disappeared was the same model and color as the used phone I bought.

　　After that, I never dared to use a used phone again.