Terrifying Holiday Trip—Terrifying photos (Day Five)

Previous chapter,The woman in white dress who appeared on the first day of moving into the apartment finally appeared in Pigeon Nest Park. I chased after her only to discover an incredible truth: she was me! In my horror, I accidentally fell into the sea. What will become of me? Find out in this chapter, "Terrifying Holiday Trip—Terrifying photos (Day Five)."



I had just felt the icy chill of the seawater when I woke up on the big bed in the apartment. But that bone-chilling cold still made me shiver involuntarily. Looking down at the white dress I was wearing, I took it off without hesitation. However, when my gaze fell on the pearl bracelet on my right hand, I knew that everything at Pigeon Nest was still not a dream. In other words, I really was her.



In a daze, I got up, freshened up, and mechanically followed today's itinerary to the flower sea. I remembered it from the ride here—it was a sea of purple flowers, like lavender. It must be lavender! I don't know for sure, but I do know that the car drove for a long time before I finally saw that purple ocean by the roadside.



Perhaps flowers really can soothe a person's soul. When I saw it, the gloom of the past few days was gone. My world was filled with just this flower sea.



I used my phone and instant camera in turns. I don't know how many photos I took. I only stopped when I ran out of film for the instant camera and when the driver grew impatient waiting for me. On the way back, I held the photos in my hands, flipping through the ones on my phone, looking at them over and over. Every girl loves to be beautiful, especially in a flower sea. It's just a pity that I was wearing black clothes. If only I had worn a white dress.



Back at the apartment, I lay on the big bed, uploaded the photos to Instagram, and looked at them with pure joy in my eyes and heart. As I looked, I noticed something strange about the photos. Because I was wearing sunglasses, they reflected what was in front of me, and that was captured in the photos. Zoom in, zoom in, zoom in. On the sunglasses was the woman—her face was bleeding, and she was smiling at me.



"Ah!"



I dropped my phone and curled up into a ball under the covers, but all I could see was the woman's face, the face identical to mine. She's not mine. She's not! It's all an illusion, all an illusion! "Ah!"



I don't remember when or how I fell asleep. All I know is that I could always feel something staring at me. It was giving off a cold chill. Even wrapped in a thick blanket, I could feel it. She was dripping blood, and the strong smell of blood was right under my nose. She kept muttering, "I am you! I am you! I am you!"



"Ah!"



How I wish I had never woken up! Maybe then I wouldn't have fallen into this nightmare. Whether my eyes were open or closed, it was her. She lay beside me, repeating over and over, "I am you! I am you! I am you!"



To be continued...