Even though Christmas has passed But I still haven't given up trying to create stories from my imagination. This is a story that took 5 days to complete. If there are any mistakes, I apologize here. I really wanted to upload this on Christmas night.
But it's better late than never. I hope all readers are happy with the short stories I intend to present.
I wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year !
Incoming call from Santa Claus
By
To Angkor
There are only two days left. Or to be precise, in just 48 hours, Christmas will be here.
But I haven't prepared any gift for my special someone yet. He is a very good person. You are my important person.
Time is also important to me. If anyone is important to me I would like to give him time. End of this long year
But when he returns home and finds only the same atmosphere, there is nothing new or exciting at all. It doesn't seem very sad to me. I want him to be impressed and enjoy every moment we spend together.
But I don't want anything too chaotic. I never thought about parties. I want to have some alone time with him.
I want a Christmas tree...
That was my childhood wish. Since the time when I was a young girl, Ploy Opening the presents around the Christmas tree and being alone with the family watching their beautiful lights shine. That's what I want to do on Christmas night. But I was never satisfied with it. Because the only place I've ever participated in Christmas tree activities was a kindergarten full of kids.
I hate their chaos and want to keep this Christmas tree to myself!
But those days have passed so long that I have forgotten how much I once wanted this gift. Until now, I am Miss Ploy. I can control my life now. If there is a Christmas tree decorated with beautiful lights Boxes of furry dolls and cute gifts are lined up like in the movies everyone has seen.
That would be the perfect picture for me and Book. my important person There's just the two of us There were no annoying children's noises like in the kindergarten when I was a student.
The two of us will unwrap all the presents together. Lay down together holding hands and look up at the lights under the Christmas tree. Then they fell in love under its bright branches! Oh, just thinking about it makes me happy like I'm in a dream.
It was one o'clock in the afternoon when the weather was quite cold. There is no sun in the sky. The neighborhood is quiet. Today is my day off work. I accidentally thought of this. And still thinking over and over While lying down and playing on the phone on the big sofa in the living room The sole of one foot swept across the large gray carpet.
The other leg rested on the edge of the sofa. On the table next to the sofa. There was a plate of macaroni and cheese on it. I intend to eat it for lunch with a large glass of hot Ovaltine milk. It was such a blissful time.
I'm thinking about the benefits and disadvantages of bringing a Christmas tree into the house. Having said that, it is an act that wastes quite a bit of energy and time. Repeatedly at the end of the festival The person who had to clean up the mess was none other than myself. Until then, I didn't feel that the Christmas tree was very beautiful.
most important I never mentioned this to Book. Will he like it? Or the best way is not to do much to it. Just go have a nice dinner together, sip grape wine, and watch movies together for the rest of the day. That might be enough.
I thought about it. With that, I got up to eat the pasta with cheese that was starting to get cold.
By the way, have you ever heard this story?
Can it read the user's mind?
In fact, when the developer of this website came out and said that they had a wiretapping device installed. Whether true or false But I'm quite dissatisfied. Because it is very intrusive to my privacy.
But now I'm both stunned and delighted by what's on my phone screen.
Picture of a disassembled Christmas tree There were chandeliers of wires wrapped around the trunk and branches. Bells and reflective glass beads are attached to the leaf stems. Its branches are very beautiful. It was unlike any other branches you'd ever seen. The patterns on the branches were artistic in a way that I didn't understand, but I liked it. There are also gift boxes with bright patterns placed around the base of the tree.
I don't know why, but I was itching to unwrap them immediately. The overall picture doesn't seem too grand or spectacular. But it's not so poor that it's like a disposable item. It resonated with me more than any other image I could find on the internet. Because it's exactly like the picture I painted in my mind. This is the Christmas tree of my dreams!
You really know my heart so well that I haven't even said a single word! But no matter how much you want to open the gift box I really don't want people to cause trouble in this house. I only need one book. And still want those gift boxes. I didn't wait and immediately clicked to read the information in the post to see if it was just propaganda or not.
' Large disassembled Christmas tree, cheap price, convenient delivery, no shipping cost. Reached quickly and free! Many decorative accessories and gift boxes! For your special Christmas Only give rights to the first person who contacts us!'
My eyes flickered to the date of the post. Found that it had just been posted less than a minute ago!
My fingers work like crazy. When I realized it, I pressed send a message to the page that owned the post.
“I'm very interested. Do you still have the product? Ready to transfer now."
“Congratulations, you are the first customer of this product. If interested Customers can leave their address. The store is ready to deliver products to your location. Within today."
The message was returned immediately. It's probably an automatic response program that sales pages normally use. I know this because I like to order things online regularly. So I hurriedly typed in my first and last name. Telephone number, address, postal code and everything necessary to deliver items to your doorstep on the page.
I want to surprise the book. my boyfriend He went to work in other provinces for a week. According to the schedule, he will return on Christmas Day. It's a great opportunity for me to prepare this Christmas tree to welcome him!
I am so excited to be the first customer of this Christmas tree. I was so excited that I forgot to look at the name of the store. Then I realized that I hadn't asked about the price of the product yet. Including the store has not yet sent the account number for transferring money.
But it's not yet time to do anything. My phone suddenly went off…
I grabbed the machine in surprise. The temperature wasn't hot at all. The battery hasn't given a warning before that it's about to run out. I stared at the screen, which went completely black. It reflected my pretty face mixed with the cloudy stains of fingerprints that had touched the screen for a long time. But this is not the time to look in the mirror. I have to hurry and pay for the tree!
With that, I hurriedly got up and went to the computer in the other room. I need to log in quickly.
To agree on expenses with the shop first. Luckily my equipment was top of the line. So it responds very quickly. It took me less than 5 minutes to return to that unfinished conversation.
But in the message box But I haven't found any messages from that store...
I was both shocked and confused. I didn't know how to explain what had happened or my own feelings, but the message I had sent a moment ago disappeared as if the conversation had never happened before! I blinked rapidly, my face starting to burn with anger. My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it. Excited like you've been tricked by a ghost.
I am sure I am not insane at all. I was conscious when I typed in my home address!
I kick myself for not reading the store's name. But quickly typed in the search box.
About everything I remember from my mystery post a while ago. Why do I want that Christmas tree so much? I don't understand. I just knew I wanted it so bad. I liked it from the first time I saw it. And I don't want to let it go!
‘ Christmas Tree … ‘ I try to type anything about my product. In an instant, many results lined up on the screen. But none of the shops were satisfactory to me. Crazy! Where has that home shop gone?!
I collapsed into the computer desk's spring-loaded swivel chair, exhausted. Even though many Christmas trees ready to be delivered appear on the screen. Comes with luxurious decorations that will light up my home that night. But my heart rejected them all. Without a sense of excitement I didn't even bother to look at them.
It may sound incredible, but I'm starting to run out of inspiration for decorating my house with Christmas trees. I started to think that maybe Maybe I don't need a faux pine tree decorated with bells that much. Maybe hanging out with Book and spending time doing things we both enjoy would be a good idea. It may be a simpler and more meaningful happiness than investing in expensive items to decorate your home.
I complained that I was such a haphazard person. If it's this easy to give up, it probably means I didn't like it enough in the first place. It might just be a deep-rooted desire from childhood. But what the heck? I really miss Book right now. To me, meeting him meant so much more than that tree.
With that said, I will call and visit him a bit.
My phone is still off. It's probably because the battery is really dead. Maybe it's time to get a new phone at the end of the year. So I switched to using a landline phone instead.
'Excuse me, the number you called Unable to contact in—'
Just hearing the word sorry I sighed heavily and almost immediately hung up. But there was still a vain hope that Book would show up to answer the phone before the sentence was finished. It's not Grandma's voice.
call center
This is boring.
I may seem like I'm thinking too much. sweat the small stuff But I really do. I miss him so much. During this cold time of year Books are the blankets, sweaters, and dolls I most want to hug. The warmth from his body was something that could not be found anywhere else in this world.
I hung up the phone after the message went silent. The whole house was quiet. The weather outside was extremely cold. Even though the afternoon is when the sun is the cruelest. But I want some sunlight to shine through the window. Being alone in this big house makes me feel like I'm keeping it in the refrigerator.
I sat back down on the sofa in the living room. Lift both legs and hold them close to your chest. Cover them up with your favorite warm nano blanket. Press the remote to turn on the TV and watch my favorite series. Damn, in the series category there are only stories about Christmas. I saw the cute Christmas tree icon and felt like crying.
I really want to buy something cute like that to decorate my house.
Holy shit, am I on my period? I thought as I wiped away a small tear, concentrating on choosing the funniest and most stress-relieving movie to watch.
Soon the rich macaroni, cream cheese and Ovaltine began to be digested by the stomach, the skin on the stomach tightened and the eyelids began to droop. I stretched my legs out to the edge of the sofa, lay back down, and pulled the blanket up to my lips. Then he closed his eyes.
“Cringing!”
I woke up to the sound of my home phone. It was completely dark outside the house. It must be evening already. There was only light from the television screen that was on. It kept showing other movies that I didn't know about.
Suddenly, coldness rushed in and attacked me, causing me to shiver all over. I was making noises through my teeth because I couldn't stand the cold. Wrapping the blanket around my fragile body. The phone will ring again.
“Cringing!”
I grabbed the blanket and stood up. Walk over and turn on the lights along the walls of the room. Before reaching the phone that was screaming and trembling
“Jing--”
I raised my ear and said, “Yes, Ban Ploy and Book. Who are these?”
There was silence on the other end of the phone for about 5 seconds, which was enough to make me upset. So I decided to ask in a non-welcome tone. before feeling like he had made a mistake because that was the moment at which the other end of the line introduced himself.
“Hello, from the store—”
" How is it going ?! "
Damn, that's the simplest rule of conversation. That is, if one person speaks Another person must listen. If you speak at the same time, no one will listen or understand. I completely missed the name of the shop. So I quickly zipped my mouth before I missed anything more important.
“Now the products have been delivered to the customers' homes. According to the address provided. Instructions for use are already in the package.”
“Uh, this is from the store—”
“If there is a mistake or dissatisfaction with the product You can return it before Christmas.”
“Wait a minute. And about the expenses—”
Before I could finish asking, the call was cut off. But from the way the other person spoke, She didn't seem interested in listening to me at all. It doesn't sound any different from speaking.
call center
Who always offers words of comfort when the line is busy or there is no one to answer the phone. That is, it is a voice recorded to speak continuously automatically. And I muffled the noise when she told me the name of the restaurant. Besides not knowing the name of the shop I still don't know how the chat disappeared.
And most importantly, I haven't paid yet. But has the product already been delivered? What kind of joke is this?!
Summarizing what was discussed that afternoon. So I wasn't blind or hallucinating?
I hugged the blanket in curiosity. But he started to feel a little scared. I could feel that something was beginning to feel strange.
I walked up to the front door. The blanket was still wrapped around her shoulders like a princess' robe. before opening up to the cold outside Above my door was tea-colored frosted glass about half the height of a person's body. If anyone is standing, they will be able to notice it from inside the house. And for safety I also created a peephole. There is no shadow of anyone standing.
So I approached the door.
I leaned over and peered through the peephole. and found a brown cardboard box lying there No sign of the delivery person. He must have left because of the cold weather and strong wind.
I opened the door carefully. A mass of cold air penetrated the soles of the feet until they felt acutely numb. That box was very large. As big as a washing machine box isn't wrong! But I saw the ribbon that tied it like a gift box. So I grabbed the rope and dragged this large box into the house with difficulty.
Then he quickly closed the door to get rid of the cold. The blanket couldn't cover the soles of my feet. Now I'm so cold that my feet hurt. The wood and marble floors were so cold.
I looked at the large box in front of me again. Switching to looking at the distance to drag it to the living room. I saw it and was disappointed.
But first I thought about its origins. So I tried to look for the shop's name sign. Or at least a postal stamp. Whatever indicates that this item was sent was not illegal!
But I didn't find anything. It was an empty cardboard box with nothing written on it. I began to fear what was inside. So I went to pick up my phone and take a photo of this mystery box first. If anything happens, I want to share everything with my online friends.
After taking pictures of all sides of this rectangular box. So I mustered up my courage and slowly pulled the large ribbon that tied the box open. Then carefully opened the lid of the box.
Inside this package is filled with many gift boxes. Among the colorful gift boxes were plastic branches, artificial leaves, crystal balls, candles, as well as many stars and equipment for assembling a large Christmas tree!
Without waiting, I hurriedly dragged the giant box into the center of the house. The sound of many gifts clinking together sounded very cute. I looked inside my high-ceilinged living room. Try to assess where to place this large tree so that it looks beautiful. But first I need to unpack the contents of the box and take a look.
The colorful gift boxes count to 30. This is probably one of the reasons why the package is so heavy. Each package is covered with colorful paper. Every box has cute bows and flowers on the corners. I wonder where these gift boxes come from. So why are these items placed on the corners of the box?
Both hair clips have cute designs. Stylish round-rimmed sunglasses. A headband with a doll tied to it Diamond earrings that look like they're worth quite a bit. Until one that I began to view as more unusual than the rest. Those are fake nails that are already painted. Dental retainer Or even the most unusual thing is a contact lens sheet.
I don't understand why these things are decorated on gift boxes?
If you look at the reasonableness of it, it's strange since you haven't paid yet and the item has already been delivered to your doorstep. Before doing anything next So I posted a picture of the mystery box I took a while ago on
Mine: Ask your friends if anyone has ever had an experience ordering strange things from online stores. It's a strange place where I haven't paid yet but the item has been delivered to my door. Plus this big box.
After posting I turned my attention back to the unassembled pieces of the Christmas tree. When you try to pick up a piece of branch, I found that it was quite different from the image I initially remembered.
The branches were not all the same size, some large, some small. Some of the smaller pieces were thin tines that had been twisted into curves. Or it's a round lump like a rock. Some were airy, some were solid, and some were hollow. I think it could be worn together. But when I tried to put them together, I couldn't do it.
Some pieces look like there are two branches of unequal sizes joined together. Some of these pieces are very strange. It is shaped like a triangle with a raised ridge in the middle. Some are square cubes with holes. and has sharp parts protruding from both the top and bottom. I took out the plant parts and laid them out on the shag rug. But from what I observed
Many of them had five protruding branches at the ends. There were so many pieces that I was beginning to tire of sorting them.
I continue to rummage through the box. This time it was the leaves. Oh my god, this was truly a disaster!
I was expecting a bunch of fake leaves that I could easily attach to the branches, but the leaves were just a bunch of hairs scattered about the box. I picked them up with my hand and threw them back down angrily. Fortunately, the trunk part looks a bit easier than the others. It was a large rectangular piece, probably about 10 pieces in size.
There are many holes on the trunk to insert the branches into. But even so, they seemed to be so different in size that I didn't know how to put them all together.
I'm in the house alone. and is very upset I want to call and complain about the crazy store that sent me this stuff. But I don't know where to find a contact number. That's when I caught sight of a golden-yellow bell sunk into the bottom of the box.
I reached down through the pine needles and grabbed the golden bell. It was a bell the size of a palm. It has a round handle that sticks out about half a ruler. On the handle of the bell was tied a piece of paper. So I read it.
‘ Assembly instructions: Girl, you can't put it together yourself, can you? Ha ha ha, no wonder, you just need Santa Claus' help. All she has to do is ring this bell three times. Then went to bed. Tonight, imagine your beautiful Christmas tree. And your special someone will come back on Christmas night.
along with seeing this beautiful tree Dream about the time you'll spend with him. And then Santa will bring him with his own Christmas tree. Ha ha ha.'
Now, what the hell is this? I was hoping to find instructions for assembling the tree. But instead, I found blessings like a person who is haunted by drugs. I was both upset but couldn't help but laugh. I left the bell on the sofa. Decided to put all of my belongings back into that giant box. Enough with this silly Christmas tree.
As I picked up each gift box, I wondered what was inside. But it could just be an empty box or a scrap of newspaper wrapped to look like there's something inside. Thinking like that, I threw them all back down. It took hours to finish collecting them all!
I sat back on the sofa, exhausted. Glancing at the elegant clock on the wall, he saw that it was already 10:30 p.m. In an hour and a half it will be Christmas Eve. I turned to look at the bell again. Even if you don't believe what's written But, my goodness, I got this much stuff without spending a fortune. There wouldn't be any harm in trying to do as he said.
I took out my phone and took a picture of the bell and the message on the bound piece of paper. before uploading
along with typing descriptions of the strangest stories encountered today Soon friends and followers will be busy expressing their opinions. That's probably what I'll do on Christmas Eve. Sitting and answering comments
Now I'm too exhausted and my eyes hurt to stare at the phone screen any longer. So I turned off the phone and turned my attention back to the bell. I read the funny instructions and thought about what wish I would make. Damn it, I felt funny and pitiful that I had to do this.
“Ring, ringing, ringing.”
I rang the bell three times. I silently prayed that Book would open the door to the house and find my imaginary Christmas tree. Hopefully he'll be moved to the point of tears when he sees it... Sounds delusional, right? Absolutely, because I don't think everything that's being done here is even true.
Maybe I'm just sleeping deep and dreaming. Probably the result of lack of sleep. You can do work that requires hard thinking for many days.
The last thing I did was put the bell back in and close the lid on the box. Try using the ribbon you tied in the beginning. Re-tied as much as possible. Until now, I still don't know how to contact this mysterious shop. Nothing related to the sender was written on it. My feeling is that it's like a strange gift box.
Where the show teases people and leaves them for others. I might be about to become a part of their production. Or is there a spy camera hidden in the box? Really crazy! Even if I am a beautiful girl But I won't let those perverts see my bare-faced state and my pouty face from frustration!
You can think like that. I really wanted to drag it back and leave it outside. But the act of unpacking and putting them back alone made me too tired to do anything else. Right now, the condition inside the box looks chaotic and disorganized. It's not like the first one that was placed in front of the house. Tomorrow, let someone come and help.
I decided to leave this giant package in the middle of the living room.
'OK, Som, thank you very much.' I thanked my lovely neighbor through the earphone of the home phone. Once she agreed, she would come and help me get rid of this item the next day. I immediately hung up. Our two houses are not far from each other. Just the mouth of the alley and the end of the alley. If there is anything, they are always watching over and helping each other.
We come and see each other very easily.
But even so, I don't really like it. I'm always suspicious of Book being home alone. I wonder if Som will secretly come here to find him or not. Because Som is a beautiful girl with a good figure. One's skin is clean. It's surprising why she doesn't have a boyfriend, but whatever the reason, whatever.
Just don't mess with my boyfriend!
While taking a shower I brought my mobile phone with me. I put it on the chair next to the bathtub, and the two of us video call each other on these lonely nights. There was only the sound of the two of us in the big, quiet house.
Book sits at his desk. A young programmer with an exciting brain and fingers Just the sound of his fingers hitting the keyboard. I felt spellbound. I rubbed the bathtub bubbles all over my body, thinking about the feel of his strong and charming fingers.
How envious of those keyboards that were being trampled non-stop by his ten slender fingers!
Our conversation didn't have much to do with it. Because I like actions more than words. So I carefully caressed my body for Book to look at deeply. Remind him how much every part of my body needs him. Even in areas too fragile to be revealed to the public. It was opening its mouth wide and calling out to its soulmate from far away.
Because the hot water mixed with rose petals in this bathtub couldn't replace the warm touch of his body. My ten fingers were like toothpicks compared to the pestle hidden between his legs.
“Ring, ringing, ringing.”
A high-pitched sound came from outside the bathroom. I, who closed my eyes and imagined Book happily, was startled. His feet kick and bubbles spread all over the bathroom.
“What's wrong with you?” Book asked, probably suspicious of my attitude.
I didn't answer him right away. But quickly got up from the bathtub. He quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his body. His hair was soaked with water that he looked completely confused. In the midst of the chaos that hinders our happiness
I heard footsteps in the room outside. The sound of feet hitting the cold wooden floor…
“You…” I whispered to Book. His voice trembled with fear. But he tried to control his mind.
“What is a gem? What happened?!” Book asked loudly.
“Shh!” I hurriedly signaled him to be quiet. Try to explain the situation.
“Book…” My pupils widened. His heart was racing and he could hear his heartbeat coming from his ears.
“There are people outside.”
“Huh?!”
“Quiet!” I shouted at him in fear. In my heart I was completely flustered. My consciousness was close to going completely crazy. What should I do?
“Did you forget to lock the door? I told you to lock—”
“Dammit! Help me first! What am I going to do, Book?!” I screamed deep in my throat. Realizing that I was definitely not deaf, I heard loud footsteps coming from outside the bathroom. I slowly looked through the tea-colored frosted glass on the bathroom door. It was found that the background outside was full of darkness. Even before coming in to take a shower, I turned on the lights and the whole house was bright!
“Book !”
“Ploy, you're not joking, right?!”
“What the hell are you teasing?! I'm not funny anymore, I'm scared!” My whole body trembled. I held the phone tightly. Curled up under the sink next to the door, he looked at Book's face, hoping with all his might that he was going to do something.
“Book! Help me! There are people out there!”
“Ploy, please calm down. I'll call the police for you. You held the line—”
“Book !”
I accidentally spoke loudly. He tried to cover his mouth when he heard his own voice, but it was too late. I clenched my mouth tightly. My face and palm trembled at the same time. My damn phone went off. Turn off during emergencies like this too!
“Huh…” I used my palm to cover my mouth tightly up to my nostrils. Tears streamed down her cheeks in fear. His body stiffened as one with the tiled floor of the bathroom. It's like I can't get out of here. What should I do?
It was long enough for the water droplets on my body to dry up. Including the bubbles in the bathtub completely disappearing. The scent of rose petals relaxes my mind for just the blink of an eye. I was so scared that I couldn't see anything beautiful anymore. There are strangers out there. I hear footsteps
One pair…
Two pairs...
Three pairs…
four …
“Oh my god!” I used both hands to cover my mouth so tightly that I couldn't breathe. How many people are out there?! This is my house! Someone please help! Who are those people?!
I sat curled up like this until my legs were tingling. Everything is very quiet. Shockingly quiet It was so quiet that I could hear those footsteps more and more clearly, as if they were getting closer.
“Pla, pla, pla, pla, pla…” The sound of many feet stomping on the smooth wooden floor. That would be the living room floor. I tried to calm myself and picture the hallway inside the house. Extend both legs out in front of you and extend your back a bit. From the living room to the bathroom Before the stairs there is a carpet.
Then there will be a marble staircase. When coming up the stairs The floor will be covered with short-pile carpet all the way. If you turn left, you will go to Book's bedroom. And if you turn right-
“Pug!!!”
A loud crash came from behind me. The floor polisher that was leaning against the back wall fell and hit the ground hard! It must have been because I accidentally stretched my back and hit it. The sound immediately reverberated throughout the house. I hurriedly covered my mouth tightly but let out a short scream of utter shock.
Then I felt something even more terrifying. The sound of those footsteps had gone silent. It was quiet before it rang again.
' Before the stairs there is a carpet, then there are steps covered with marble floors . . . '
“Building, building, building, building, building.”
Those footsteps were coming up the stairs! I was shaking and almost had a heart attack. His hands were shaking and he was close to losing his mind. Tears flowed uncontrollably. Those voices continued up the stairs. I looked out through the tea colored frosted glass. There was no light from outside. Everything was pitch black, like a power outage. But the lights in this bathroom were still bright.
That means that people from outside can clearly see the light from my bathroom in the dark!
God ! They are heading towards this bathroom!!! I have to do something. The damn phone wouldn't turn on. What should I do?
I started looking around the bathroom frantically. Feeling the danger approaching Look for secret doors or windows to climb out of. But only the narrow ribs of the ventilation fan were visible. How do I-
“Sup, Sup, Sup, Sup.”
'When I came up the stairs The floor will be covered with short-pile carpet. If you turn right and walk all the way to the end, there will be a bathroom . . .'
I wanted to scream for help at the top of my lungs. The mind is completely scattered. They're heading this way!!! I had no choice but to find a weapon to protect myself. His eyes saw a silver razor that appeared to be quite sharp. Corrosive bathroom cleaner and the floor scrubber fell down and hit the floor a moment ago.
I quickly grabbed them and hid under the sink. Peering into the eerie darkness through the tinted glass of the door.
“Sup, Sup, Sup, Sup… Sup… S.”
The voice stopped in front of the bathroom door. My hand gripped the razor tightly. His eyes looked at the frosted glass window on the door. A black shadow appeared against the glass. It was the palm of a person's hand!
The palm of his hand was glued to a piece of frosted glass. He pushed against the glass until the hand print became more and more visible.
The palms were full of blood! Blood dripped from all five fingers and pooled on the bottom edge of the glass!
“Bang, bang, bang.”
“Open the door. This is a police officer!”
A loud shout came from the front door. Oh my god! My help has arrived!
The sound of many footsteps disappeared from the walkway in front of the bathroom. Left a blood stain on my frosted glass panel. They quickly ran away.
I slowly stood up, and when I heard the police calling, I felt relieved. I quickly grabbed some clothes from the hanger and put them on. Before turning, he saw a bloody palm print on the tea-colored frosted glass of the bathroom door.
No matter how much fear But I was forced to carefully grab the doorknob and open it. He still held the razor tightly in his hand, ready to punch the psychotic thief in the face who had invaded. When I opened up Everything was pitch black as if the lights had gone out. But my bathroom light was still bright. I slowly moved out into the hallway.
My feet stomped on the carpeted floor with a loud 'swap, swah' sound, and then I saw a faint orange light coming from the living room. That was definitely not a house fire. Because I can see their movements, are the lights flashing?
“Bang bang bang”
“Police officer! Someone reported a break-in at this house. The officials have completely surrounded him. Open the door now!”
I was excited when I heard that. He intended to hurry over and open the door to let the police in. But his eyes turned to see a blood stain imprinted on the frosted glass. Thick blood flows over the glass panel. flowing down to the floor I immediately got goosebumps! What if that stranger was still in the house? What if it was hiding in the darkness of the opposite walkway?
What if I don't reach the door?! How can a fragile woman like me fight the strength of a stranger? Importantly, there are many of them together. I don't know what they want. I tried to look at the front entrance of the house on the ground floor. To get there you have to run through a large spiral staircase with a marble floor. What if they trap me down there too?!
Many questions swarmed into my head like a swarm of bees. I'm all excited. Or will you shout for the police to break down the door and come in?! But if you do that, you will have to spend more money on door repairs. More importantly, I decorated the door very cutely, so why—
“Grack”
The sound of the door opening Followed by the footsteps of police officers rushing into the house. “This is the police!”
I was stunned and confused by what had happened. How does the door open by itself? But it didn't matter anymore and I ran out of the bathroom. Go straight down the corridor quickly. Little by little, flickering orange lights emerged from the darkness beneath the staircase arch. Until it became like a large bonfire that was waving with life.
The darkness inside the house had completely dissipated. I quickly ran down the steps. His eyes looked down and saw three policemen. They looked up to me as well.
But then our eyes were caught by something standing tall in the middle of my living room. I stood frozen on the stairs. He stared at it in awe. Even though the police officer called my name once, I didn't respond immediately.
A gigantic Christmas tree Almost reaching the ceiling of the living room. The trunk and branches are tightly joined together. Those hard, dry, hair-like leaves were attached to the branches like real Christmas pine leaves. There were also glass balls hanging everywhere.
Both candy canes and candy canes Adorable little human figures hang next to many stars that glow with a warm yellow glow. Rope wrapped in colorful, fluffy tassels was tied around the branches and its large, sturdy trunk from base to tip. Followed by sparkling wires strung together among the delicate pine leaves.
Those tiny bulbs took turns emitting light like a swarm of fireflies. and at the base of its tree Many gift boxes were also lined up. Large boxes were neatly stacked on top of smaller boxes. Wait for someone to go down and open it to see the gifts hidden inside.
The sight was beautiful beyond description. The fear disappeared from my heart in that instant. Until the police called my name again.
“Khun Ploy?”
“K.. ?!” I regained consciousness and immediately turned my attention back to the police officer in front of me. The door of the house was still open.
“Your husband reported that someone broke into the house. I don't know if you can tell us where you saw him. We will go to inspect and collect evidence of intrusion. And please help tell the story of what happened.”
The officer expected scary stories from me. But I am willing to tell you in detail. That's when I remembered the blood stain on the frosted glass in front of the bathroom door. Terror immediately crawled back up my legs. I went to turn on the lights throughout the house. When the whole house was lit with white lights The fear in my heart left less space.
I called them to follow me. We're going to look at the blood stains all over my bathroom door. But looking back at that giant Christmas tree When the whole house turns on the lights Its beauty was horribly diminished.
While walking up the steps I suddenly thought about the mysterious package that came in for delivery. Including that Christmas tree. The police who came in saw No one felt that it was unusual because it was almost Christmas. They probably thought that this house had the money to buy grand decorations, but for me
This whole matter urgently needs an explanation. Because who else would come in and assemble that tree if it weren't me! The important thing is when they come together. It looked much more beautiful than all the pieces seen in that damn box. It was so different it was hard to believe it was really the same thing.
But let's talk about that mysterious box first. Now I want to take them to see that horrifying blood stain.
“Yes?” The two police officers turned to me and asked. Actually, I wanted to ask them as well.
“It… it's right there.” I pointed my finger reluctantly. He began to hesitate more and more in his perception.
The frosted glass of the bathroom door was empty. There weren't any blood stains there. I boldly walked up and touched the glass panel, but there was nothing wrong. The bloody handprint disappeared as if it had never existed in the first place. I was stunned before I turned to explain everything to the two policemen. They looked very dissatisfied.
I proceeded to tell the story that I was on a video call with my girlfriend in the bathroom. Then I heard the sound of the bell ringing from outside the bathroom. Then I heard the footsteps of people walking around outside. At first I thought there was only one person. But as he listened, he heard more and more footsteps. Then he noticed that the lights outside had all gone dark.
But the light in the bathroom was as bright as before, not even blinking. It shows that someone actually turned off the power in the house. It was not caused by a power outage. I wanted to stay quiet, but I made so much noise in the bathroom that they noticed. And it's about to come at me!
Until when I recounted the terrifying events I froze when I thought of the enormous Christmas tree in the center of the house. If talking about the strangeness then That was the biggest piece of evidence that someone had entered the house. Because my strength alone would never have been able to complete it. I thought back, starting from the beginning.
From the mysterious store where I was drunk with lust and ordered things without even bothering to look at the name of the store. And what's even more serious is that large items are delivered to your doorstep even though you haven't paid yet!
The police officers who inspected the poop started to look disgusted. Do they think I filed a false report? It's not just you who are the only ones who are annoyed! Especially when I heard the short-haired officer sigh. I became more and more irritated. Even though I was secretly afraid and paranoid, I was starting to get annoyed at these people more and more. During their stay
I checked every nook and cranny of the house to be safe. This house is very large. It can be called a small mansion.
Until after exploring every room on the upper floor So I led them downstairs. While going down the stairs I stared intently at the twinkling lights of the Christmas tree. It was so beautiful I almost stopped breathing. I never thought there would be such a grand Christmas tree in my house. I feel like hugging this tree.
I'm still so happy just looking at this. If you unwrap the presents that are lined up around the base of the tree along with the book I'd probably be so happy I'd pass out.
I've reached the bottom of the stairs. From the beginning when I was the leader But I came down last. Both feet were on the furry carpet. I looked down at my feet and continued to think.
Those people definitely stepped on these carpets when walking up the stairs. Many people came into my house. And together they put together this Christmas tree. There's no way I could be wrong. This is the work of many people. And it's not something I can easily let go of.
If I tell the police What are they going to do with this beautiful tree?
Book still doesn't know that I prepared this special gift for him. Even if you prepare in a confused way and find an explanation, it's difficult. But isn't that my aim? So where did that box go? I looked for a large box containing the parts of this plant. The two policemen could only stand confused. They didn't think that this Christmas tree looked abnormal at all.
I could only see the edge of my eye and it was so annoying. But what is the point of explaining this to you?
“From surveying the whole house There were no traces of tampering anywhere. Let's just say that if there's anything that makes you feel unsafe, Khun Ploy can always call the police. And please check every door of the house carefully. Before going to bed, I recommend you go check again to make sure it's locked."
“Yes, I understand.” I cut in. Even though I wanted the police to go away, I couldn't help but feel suspicious when I turned to look at the Christmas tree. Even though I reminded myself that the door was firmly locked, But the feeling of curling up in the bathroom was very memorable. Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps.
“Police officer, would you mind walking over and checking one more time? I don't want to go see it alone. I feel scared."
I asked them to check over a dozen doors. Including windows and various channels that open into the house. The two officers complied without hesitation. Meanwhile, I walked around the Christmas tree. Explore everything that is suspicious. Perhaps the huge amount of leaves piled up in the box completely obscured the decorations.
I probably couldn't find them when I first unpacked them. And now I'm looking at that big box.
“What are you looking for?”
A man's voice greeted me from behind, causing me to startle! I turned around to see another police officer walking from my computer room. So I asked back, surprised and annoyed.
“Uh, why? There's nothing important. Just personal items."
I looked at this officer's face. He looked different from the other two police officers who had walked up to the bathroom door to look at the glass. Including going to check the door locks around the house with me. I remember that at first there were three policemen who came into the house, but there were only two of them who followed and listened to my story. I'm not very familiar with this guy.
But from the outside, he looked like an ordinary officer in uniform. He just looked a bit younger than the two of them.
“The Christmas tree is beautiful,” he said, turning to look at it. Then he used his finger to shake the crystal ball that was hanging on a branch.
“Where did you order it from? I really want to order some.”
“Oh, this Christmas tree –” I hesitated, secretly nervous about how to answer. “My husband ordered it specially.”
“Is your husband at the company that makes these things? It's really good.” He looked up at the Christmas tree with admiration. I just smiled politely and walked away. Soon, those two would have finished checking the locks throughout the house. The policeman kicked out the crystal ball and played with the doll hanging on the tree a few more times.
Then he walked towards the door of the house. Open the door.
"Anyway, if you feel bad or something strange, please contact me immediately, Khun Ploy." He turned around and told me.
“Yes, I know. Your other two officer friends have already told me. I will contact you immediately if I feel unsafe.”
“Oh, no, I mean the Christmas tree thing.”
" yes ? "
I felt strange about that sentence so I asked.
“If you don't like it. or want to take it out of the house You can contact me before Christmas.”
The policeman smiled. But his smile didn't look normal. It looks like a person who likes or is satisfied with something to the point of being unreasonable. He looks too happy. When he finished speaking, he immediately closed the door of the house. Everything happened very fast. I had yet to recover from his daze at his words. Two other officers who had gone to check the doors and windows around the house had already returned to me.
“Okay, Khun Ploy. The shutters are properly bolted. Every door is tight,” said one official.
“Oh… ok,” I answered reluctantly, my heart still not fully recovered from what came out of that police officer's mouth. I want to know why he said that.
“However, if you hear strange noises, see shadows of strange people, and feel unsafe, you can call the station.”
“Yes, I understand. Thank you.”
I nodded my head in acknowledgment after hearing that sentence I don't know how many times. But there was a time when my feelings were different from them. When they opened the door to my house, I followed them and dropped them off. Looking out in front of the house Along the road next to the house wall was a police car parked. The two police officers bid me a polite farewell and walked to get into that car.
Then drove out of the alley.
I stood at the front door for a while. Looking around with apprehension The sky was very dark and there were no stars. The cold wind blew so hard that I trembled all over. I had a hunch that it was like someone was always watching. Thinking of this, he walked back into the house and locked the door firmly.
I was back alone in the big house. With the Christmas tree shining brightly in the middle of the living room. I stared at it. Both felt warm and delighted with its beauty. But I can't help but be afraid of other things that happen all the time. This is not normal, I know that.
But I still can't answer myself how long I can let this go. So what will happen from now on? I approached that special tree again. Gaze at the dozens of cute gift boxes lined up around the base of the tree.
It would be great if Book could come back and unbox these presents with me. There's probably nothing more than this. Just think too much. Maybe this is a miracle like in the movies. Christmas wonders and that sort of thing.
Or...
I suddenly thought of something. Something that seemed to make the most sense among all the anomalies. With that, I turned my attention away from the tree. Then he quickly walked up the stairs and turned right to his bedroom. Close the door and lock it well. Pick up the problem phone. Now the machine is turned on.
I quickly called back to Book.
“How are you, Ploy? Is she safe? The police have gone looking for her, right?! Where have you been for hours? I called dozens of home numbers and it said there was no signal. Did the lights go out or something?!”
Many questions flowed from his mouth. Book bombarded me with questions with concern. I listened and my heart felt refreshed. But that still didn't ease my doubts.
“I'm safe, Book. The police checked all over the house. There were no traces of any tampering. There was nothing that could be used as evidence that someone had broken in. Everything… was fine. As for the phone, I thought it might be broken. I'll take it in for repairs tomorrow. If I really can't handle it, I'll just buy a new one.
The machine turned off twice each time. Plus it died during the next phase of the axe…”
I'm struggling to keep the Christmas tree a secret. Including the story of the strange message that disappeared. Even though he was beginning to think that it might be something that Book already knew!
“Are you sure? Why do I feel strange when I listen to you, Ploy? Is something wrong, Ploy?”
Really good at noticing emotions. Suitable for a book He could probably detect my lie from the tone of my voice. So I asked back.
“But it's you. Are you sure you don't know anything?”
“Don't you know anything? What do you mean, darling?”
“Heh heh, I thought for a long time about how all of this happened. From mysterious messages that disappear from the chat box itself. And the strange things that were delivered to the front of the house, huh.”
I try to use my tone to sound superior. Everything must be exactly as I thought it would be from my thoughts. How could I overlook such a small but very important detail? Book is an elite programmer with a high income. His abilities aren't a joke at all. Secretly sending a message to trick me into frightening me shouldn't be difficult for him.
It was impossible for those messages to disappear from the chat box like they never existed. This must definitely be his work.
As for the giant gift box Including the creepy things that are put inside. Book also has quite a few friends who collect antiques. It's not difficult to tease me with strange-shaped things. As for the people who came into the house It's hard to explain, but I believe it was his planning. Because I make sure the door is locked when it gets dark.
Besides me, I only have the book that has the key to the house. He probably had his friends come in and pretend to trick me. But another question arose:
“Are you crazy, Ploy, what are you thinking like this? That is, since we've been together for almost 2 years, has he not teased her seriously? It's just her who likes to tease her on the one hand. And if I really did it, why would I make a serious report to the police? Aren't you afraid of being charged with filing a false report? She's too much sometimes.
Here, I'm so busy I'll die. There is no time to plan to tease her like that.”
When my theory started being contradicted I, who had begun to feel at ease with that idea, began to worry again. It's true what he said. From what we've known Book never once thought of teasing me harshly, at most he just pushed me into the water when we went to the beach. If someone pretends to break into the house, this isn't right.
And even more so when he asked about the gift I received...
I didn't dare answer that it was a Christmas tree. Because if this whole thing wasn't his handiwork Any attempt to surprise him with a Christmas tree will fail. But if it's not his skill So how did it happen!?
My hypothesis still had two major holes: one was about the missing blood stain from the glass on the bathroom door. With the matter of that police officer Especially this latter point. Book has no friends or acquaintances who serve as police officers. I'm going to pray for you to come and tease me, no need to talk about it. Who is that police officer?
Just thinking about it makes my stomach turn. My mind began to feel unhappy. That smile still remains in my heart.
My doubts made Book upset. Probably because of his concern. But the fact that he started criticizing me made me feel bad too. Heck, I wasn't going to be the one who got scolded and then just kept quiet.
“Then we've been together for two years. You didn't plan on giving him a surprise at all?”
“He brought many gifts to her, including during work—”
“Oh!”
I invited him to argue until both sides were tired. But in the end, Book was the one who reconciled with me. Even now my phone looks fine. But no matter what, I'm going to take it in for a checkup tomorrow. Anyway, the Christmas tree is standing tall in the middle of the house, ready to show off.
I don't dare say I'm comfortable or happy. Even telling myself in my heart Because I knew that the tree was not normal. It's filled with too many question marks to ignore. Both about mystery shops Receiving goods even though payment has not yet been made Those footsteps The blood I saw on the frosted glass
No matter how beautiful it is But the feeling in my heart was getting worse and worse. What should I do with it? Now I'm so tired I was so tired that I could barely open my eyes and open my mouth to speak. As soon as I grabbed my phone, I realized I had uploaded a photo to it.
It's almost like an album. I also wrote a post asking friends if they had ever experienced anything strange like this. Why haven't there been any notifications until now when my application page is usually quiet? All this chaos left me with no time to even check my phone for notifications.
By the way, I have a book as a friend in
Look, he must have seen what I posted. Why was I so careless before posting the picture?!
“Ploy, are you okay?”
I haven't hung up on him yet. But secrets are like water that overflows your mouth, making you unable to say anything. Why do I have to make everything so difficult? I felt so uncomfortable that I had to share some secrets. Otherwise, I probably won't be able to sleep tonight.
“Book, have you seen his latest post?”
I tried asking.
“Which post? The latest one is what she shared.
café
It's worth taking photos here. That you tagged his name and invited him to take a photo together last week, right? Why?
A woman's instincts never lie. It tells me a lot. Book told the truth about everything from their conversation tonight. And something terribly unusual has happened. Something bad is creeping into my life!
But let it all go. I'm too tired to resist. It's the last thing I want to hear from him tonight.
" sweet dreams darling "
“Sweet dreams, sweet dreams.”
A tall Christmas tree stands tall in the middle of the house. Hundreds of twinkling lights adorn the entire tree. The sounds of many people chatting happily. beneath its spreading branches I saw this picture of happiness with blurry eyes. A small circle of light sparkled, twinkling like water droplets in the air.
The atmosphere was light and dreamlike. I felt like a balloon floating around the house. My vision is getting higher and higher, I am actually floating! From the base to the top of the tree in my living room. near the railing
There I saw a man standing. He was a tall man with a thick body and a thick red robe. His beard was long and unkempt and looked dirty. Wear a beanie like Santa Claus. and was looking down at the Christmas tree from the railing. I felt a strange feeling as soon as I saw this man. He didn't seem fit to be in a house full of celebrations.
He looked inexplicably terrifying. Maybe it was because of the black beard that covered his face so that I couldn't see. I try to keep an eye on this warm party. Then he began to notice that there was something stained on those disgusting beards.
It is a dark liquid. The light from the Christmas tree sparkles. I tried to look at the details on him. From the hat, at first I thought he was wearing a Santa Claus outfit. But when I looked closely, I found that this was not the case at all. That's not the red shirt or pants Santa likes to wear.
That was a white dress drenched in blood! Both his shirt and pants were soaked with fresh blood, a long trail of blood running down the stairs. There is a long path leading up from the ground floor. Up to the edge of the second floor balcony where he was standing.
God ! What is this?! Where did such a large amount of blood come from? This is my house!
I looked down the stairs. A long trail of blood gathered in a large pile on the carpet below. There was a woman's body lying in a pool of blood!
I screamed as loud as I could. The man slowly raised his head. Oh my god! I remember that face!
He was the policeman I was talking to at the time. He flashed a creepy smile through his unkempt, blood-covered beard. Even his teeth were plastered with red. Those perverted eyes stared at me happily.
help ! Someone please help! I can't close my eyes I can see that horror smile on his nightmarish face. Help me! I can't move at all. Everything was heavy. I'm definitely having a nightmare.
The man reached out and grabbed something from the Christmas tree. The sound of the glass balls hanging on the branches hitting each other was loud. He took out a doll. Then he held it up so I could see. in my eyes Everything was blurry but clear at the same time. It was painful for me to see something like this.
The man stuck out his tongue and licked his lips eerily. He laughed loudly and bit the doll's head until it was torn off!
When I regained consciousness I was lying on the bed. Still unable to move My chest felt uncomfortable, like I was going to vomit. Everything in the body is tight. Asthma and panting until tired I couldn't fully open my eyes, but I could see that I was on a bed in a dimly lit room. My head hurts like crazy but I can't even make a sound.
I tried to struggle but it didn't work. I can't do anything. But my eyes saw many people standing around this bed. But from the clothes they wore, they could tell that they were women. They wore knee-length white skirts. Some are long-sleeved pajamas. Some were wearing light robes, all of them holding opened gift boxes.
I could only see the level of my legs up to my shoulders. Not a single one of their heads could be seen. Among those bland and lifeless whites There were streams of blood running down their arms and legs. Stain all over the white dress. They let out loud cries. The cries gradually became louder and sharper.
Filled with pain and fear Until now, it had turned into a suffocating scream. Those bodies trembled in a frenzy!
They let the gift boxes in their hands fall to the ground. before collapsing In an instant, all sounds disappeared. Their figures disappeared from the field of view. The bedroom was just empty. The soft white moonlight shone through the curtains and onto the floor in the room. Everything was so still that I could hear his own breathing.
But then a voice rang out.
“Ring, ringing, ringing.”
One foot stepped out from the darkness in the room. I felt this was the man just a moment ago. He filled me with the greatest fear and terror. The cold and eerie atmosphere gnawed at me deep inside. He walked out slowly. The moonlight slowly illuminated that evil face.
His body was covered in blood, his whiskers, teeth, face, palms, and white clothes that were stained with red were coming closer to me, bit by bit.
“Ring, ringing, ringing.”
The bell rang as he moved. I heard it clearer and clearer and clearer until he stood at the bedside. He bowed his head and stared down at me without blinking!
I can't control my body. I can't blink or close my eyes! I tried to recite every mantra I could think of but to no avail. His breath was filled with a disgusting odor of blood. He reached for a large black cloth bag. Take out a gift box. Put it at the head of the bed. Then he bent down and whispered something in my ear.
“Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock.”
“Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock.”
I woke up from my dream. Sweat poured down all over my face. Choking on saliva, almost vomiting Grasping his chest with his hand was met with a vibration like an earthquake. I took a deep breath. The blankets, bolster, and pillows all scattered and fell off the bed in different directions. The light from the sun shines through the curtains into the room.
It's all over. I feel calm again When the body and mind return to normal I quickly got up from the bed and walked towards the bedroom door. A moment ago, a knock at the door woke me up from a nightmare. I finally ran away from it. I grabbed the doorknob and sighed tiredly.
But then something suddenly occurred to me.
I'm alone Alone in a big house Before going to bed, lock every door carefully.
And who knocked on the door just now?
I pulled myself away from the door. Hurry back out. Turn around and look at the head of the bed. But found only a phone with a charger plugged in There were no gift boxes lying around.
I gulped and looked towards the bedroom door again. Luckily, I had a peephole even for the bedroom door, so I slowly stood up on my tiptoes to look through the peephole.
Outside, there was only a short-pile carpeted walkway. Everything was calm and normal. The light from outside the house shines in just enough to warm your heart.
I walked back and picked up the phone from the nightstand. The battery is fully charged and ready to use. Now it's eight o'clock in the morning.
Everything in the house is as usual. There's nothing wrong. I emerged from the bedroom and walked down the marble stairs. There are no more lights from the Christmas tree, including…
There's no Christmas tree there anymore. The middle of my living room is open and smooth. Looking up at the high ceiling, he saw only emptiness. Turn around and look around. Walk around and explore every nook and cranny of the living room, kitchen, and computer room. There was no sign of that large package. There's nothing else out of the ordinary.
I couldn't believe my eyes. The soles of my feet were shaking. I raised both hands to my lips. Let out a sigh of relief. Tears flowed without realizing it.
It's all over. As if everything that happened was just a lie.
I sat down on the sofa. It was the most tiring sleep I could remember. Then my phone rang.
An incoming call from Book itself.
“Darling, how are you, Ploy?”
“Everything is fine... Book, maybe I'm a bit tired from working too much and have multiple nightmares. This morning I feel a lot better. And you, darling? She will come back tomorrow, right?”
“That's right, my project is finished. It's going well. I'll be leaving tomorrow. I wanted to go back to see her quickly, so I booked the first ticket of the day. The plane left at midnight. I should be home tomorrow evening. Will you take anything from this province? I'll be able to buy some to give away."
I was shocked after hearing that question. Tears filled both eyes. Book always showed concern for me. Even though it wasn't as exciting as I expected. But it was full of sincerity. He has been this consistent since time immemorial. He has always loved me. I was sitting on that sofa. Talking with Book until you forget the time
But he made me feel so much better.
God, I already have the best gift of my life. Why would I bother trying to find other gifts? As soon as I thought about it, So I got up to take a shower and get dressed. Then I decided to go outside for a bit.
Enough with the special Christmas tree. I don't want it any more.
When you have finished organizing all the things in the house Everything is fine. There's nothing to worry about. I checked every door and window carefully. As expected, there were no doors that were not locked. I left the house at exactly noon.
while driving I turned on the radio and heard the weather forecast. Reports say that today there will be a big storm coming in from neighboring countries. The provinces that will be heavily affected include...
I'm looking to see if the province I live in is listed in the risk group. When I listened to it all, there was none. I let this news pass. My current destination is the local department store.
I brought the phone to check the condition. After yesterday it went out twice. So I brought it to the shop to have it checked. But before handing the phone to the store I suddenly wanted to check.
Take a look, because everything is quiet. I've never been away from the online world for this long. Online shopping is a factor in my life that I cannot live without. But after all this commotion I must rest for a while.
I opened the application page.
came up, but this time it took longer to load than before. I am both curious and upset about this delay. But then a message appeared.
' The system has detected a violation of community standards. Because you have been reported by many users for posting violent content, including –‘
I read that message with an anxious heart. Inside, my heart was full of rage. Both confused and angry The reason no notification came up was because my account was disabled!
The employee at the telephone equipment store asked me with concern. Probably because I can't keep my expression when I feel something. So I told him I didn't want to fix the phone today. I'll come back again another day. While walking out I enter the application
Line
and look for messages from friends in the group Why can't anyone tell me there are inappropriate posts from my account?
I started thinking more and more. What is that post? I realized that I have followers and friends in
A lot, so I use my mind to control my posts, shares, and even updates.
status
All in all, there was no way I was going to allow a post that violated my community rules to go down. Otherwise my reputation would be ruined.
The shopping mall is crowded with people. Today is December 24th, or Christmas Eve. It's the day before the real Christmas festival. Most people came out to buy things to decorate their homes. Or prepare for a Christmas party with small children.
rush past me quickly
They gathered under a large plastic Christmas tree. There were many gifts and dolls hanging. And sitting on the chairs, smiling cheerfully at the children, were employees dressed in Santa Claus costumes. The children were running in line to take pictures with Santa. To receive free giveaways at the department store, draw lots and place them in a gift box around the base of the tree.
I saw their parents standing not far away watching. It also helps your child hold the gifts they received. Everyone looked smiling and happy. Both the children and their parents Santa, who was taking pictures, was almost always smiling. But I'm not sure if he's happy or not.
I bought some fruit and some snacks. Then drove home I looked at the time and saw that it was around 2:00 p.m. I'm driving too. Call a friend on the phone. The gist of the conversation is something like this.
“Hey Grandma Joy, you saw the post. Why was my post reported? Where is it inappropriate?”
“Post it last night? Ask me, are you crazy? I was going to comment on whether the picture was posted on the wrong occasion or not. But the post flew away first.”
“What's wrong with the festival?! There was a strange item delivered to my house. Plus I haven't paid yet. I don't know how it came about. So what does the post asking about this have to do with the festival?”
“Oh wow, where did you come from? I swear I don't know. It's almost Christmas and New Year's Day. But the set of photos she posted last night
Halloween
Clearly!
" look for ?! what ? "
“Definitely! Haven't stopped yet. Having said that, I could just ask where you got those pictures from. It's so realistic that I'm still secretly afraid, you know? It wouldn't be strange if it happened.
report
The blood, the hair, the bones and the faces of those—”
I started to feel bad when I heard my best friend say this. Joy is a teasing person. I've always been a bitch. I know this habit well. But after I persistently expected the truth from my friend, In a stern and depressed tone Joy spoke out as usual, saying that she wasn't lying. She really saw those things.
before the post is suspended
Soon I drove back home. It was an afternoon when the sun was not as hot as it should have been. But at the fence I saw a woman standing in the shade of a jackfruit tree that extended beyond the fence.
That's the orange.
“Oh Som?” I rolled down the car window to ask why she was here. But then I suddenly remembered that I had made an appointment with her yesterday.
"Oh Ploy, I'm here to ask you to help me carry things out of the house." Som answered in a clear voice.
“Oh, there's nothing about that matter. I just took care of it myself.” I replied dismissively.
“Oh, I understand. I'll be right back." Som smiled and waved goodbye. I said goodbye to her as well. Orange walks along the roadside As for me, I drove the car and turned into the house. But before that, slide the car window up and close it completely. Som shouted in and said,
“If you don't mind. You can invite me to the party too. It looks really fun.”
'What party?!' I was annoyed by Som's words. But when I turned around She has walked away far away.
I quickly drove into the parking lot. Now I don't care much about Christmas. I'm worried about accounting.
It's more than mine. I have to recover it quickly.
Joy's words really scared me. She talks about the contents of that mysterious package. I know better than anyone. But what I'm more curious about is what exactly those pictures are like. In my eyes when I saw it for the first time It's just a part of the Christmas tree that seems strange. But from the eyes of others They must have seen something worse.
The more I thought about it, the more afraid I became. Now I'm trying to enter a lot of passwords. To confirm your identity as the account owner
They seemed very concerned about what I posted. Fixing all of this took a lot longer than I thought. In the blink of an eye, the sky was already dark. I quickly got up from the computer desk and walked over to turn on the lights throughout the house.
Tonight the weather is very cold. The cold wind was blowing like a storm. I check the neatness around the house. Check the locks on all doors and windows until complete. Then come back and see the changes on the computer page.
' Identity verification is correct. Your account has been suspended for 7 days to ensure that content that violates our community rules is not posted. You can—'
I hadn't even finished reading before I sighed in exhaustion. Tried to recover the account for a long time only to have to wait another week? But try to think positively. At least I got my account back.
Everything is about to end. In a few hours I will see Book.
I picked up my cell phone and went up the stairs towards the bathroom. I'm thinking of calling Book. It's now 8:30 p.m. The whole house was extremely quiet. As for him, he was probably on his way to the airport. Tonight should be a night where many people travel.
“Ring!”
I was so startled that I accidentally exclaimed. The house phone rang loudly. Breaking the silence that had long enveloped the house. I hurried down the stairs to answer the call.
“Ring!”
“Cringing—”
" hello "
“There are three hours left. Christmas Day has arrived. Are you satisfied with the product?”
I gasped. I almost dropped the phone from my hand. My consciousness completely disappeared when I heard this voice again. I can't say anything. Goosebumps all over your body. But the other end of the line continued to speak.
“If you are not satisfied, you can return the product before Christmas.”
“Otherwise, you will have to live with it forever.”
“Scream!!!!”
I screamed out in absolute fear. Slamming the phone with a loud bang! Then immediately backed away from the home phone. I hurriedly called the police.
“ XXX
Hey!” I shouted out a curse in vain. The phone went out of business in front of my eyes again. In the moment when I needed it the most, damn it!
“All of a sudden”
Every light in the house went out. I'm stuck in the middle of the dark There is no light left. My eyes, still unable to adjust to the darkness, were completely blind. I became blind for a moment. Broken down and demoralized, alone in the computer room. I sat down on the floor under the table. So scared that he didn't dare to move or do anything.
It wasn't long after my eyesight adjusted to being able to see blurry in the dark. I saw a bright orange light. along with the sound of glassware jingling loudly Those things probably came from the living room.
I slowly crawled out from under the table. The darkness inside the house allowed me to clearly see the orange light that was waving like life. I remember this feeling
No, it's not what you think, is it? I made a sacred prayer in my heart as I slowly walked towards the living room. Each step I took was difficult. It was as if time and my breathing had been stopped. But the closer you get
The jingling sound became even clearer, and then a picture appeared in front of me.
A gigantic Christmas tree Almost reaching the ceiling of the living room. The trunk and branches are tightly joined together. Those hard, dry, hair-like leaves were attached to the branches like real Christmas pine leaves. There were also glass balls hanging everywhere.
Both candy canes and candy canes Adorable little human figures hang next to many stars that glow with a warm yellow glow. Strings wrapped in colorful, fluffy tassels were tied around the branches and its large, sturdy trunk from base to tip. Followed by sparkling wires strung together among the delicate pine leaves.
Those tiny bulbs took turns emitting light like a swarm of fireflies. and at the base of its tree
This time everything has changed. At the base of the Christmas tree There were many women standing around. They wore sheer white skirts. Some were pajamas and long pants. Some were robes. They stood each holding a gift box. Everyone looked down at the gift box in their hands. The colorful paper that was wrapped in it was completely torn.
Those gift boxes had all been opened. They cried and sobbed. Those moans were heard everywhere.
I was frightened by the sight I saw. This Christmas tree nearly knocked me over, but right now I didn't even dare to utter a sound. These young women were saddened by what they saw in the gift box. No matter what it is
I'm thinking about what to do next. Now I stood near the large marble staircase in the center of the house. If you ran up to the second floor and locked yourself in the bedroom, you would probably be safe. Then I asked for help, no matter what I had to do. I slowly moved towards the stairs, my hand already reaching for the railing. They still don't show any interest in me. That's good.
I'm about to go up and hide in my room. Then I'll be safe. All doors and windows in the house are locked. There's nothing to be afraid of.
“Ring, ringing, ringing.”
The bell rang. Amidst the noise of those moans The girl all in white looked up from the gift box. Their expressions changed from sorrow to utter fear. That fear spread to me too. A young woman's body trembled. Pale face, trembling mouth She turned to look at me standing in the stairway.
His eyes were so frightened that he almost cried. Then she dropped the gift box in her hand on the ground. The contents of the box came tumbling out.
I saw a distorted face. The lips opened wide, indicating a full-throated scream. Blood was all over the mouth, eyes, nose, and the head was smooth and hairless because the top of the scalp had been scalded off, exposing the blood-soaked skull. The face that was lying on the floor It was like the face of a young woman standing on trembling legs.
Because that's your head.
“Scream! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
I screamed insanity. Suddenly, the other girls dropped the gift boxes in their hands onto the ground. They screamed in terror. Blood gushed out of their eyes, ears, noses, and mouths, splattering their white shirts. Dye everything red. Under the twinkling lights of the Christmas tree
I ran for my life!
My face was so hot it almost melted. My heart was pounding so hard my ribs were nearly broken. I ran up to the bedroom. Dozens of pairs of footsteps ran close behind me, but I arrived first. I closed the door and locked it firmly. Then move away The door shakes madly. They pounded on my door. Meant to come after you!
“Bang bang bang bang!!!!”
“Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!!!!!!!!!”
“Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
The door trembled until the latch almost broke. The shrill screams of those women pierced my ears to the point of insanity. I backed up until I crashed into the window. The vibrations shook the entire room. Tears flowed down both cheeks. I'm so scared Only this solid wooden door protected me from those hordes of spirits!
Then a voice rang out.
It made those crazy female spirits quiet.
“Ring, ringing, ringing.”
My eyes widened. His eyes followed the source of the sound.
“Ring, ringing, ringing.”
My heart almost stopped beating. My lungs stopped working I didn't breathe for a moment.
“Ring, ringing, ringing.”
“Ring, ringing, ringing.”
“Ring, ringing, ringing.”
“Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock.”
“Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock.”
All the sounds didn't come from anywhere.
It wasn't the knock on my bedroom door that woke me up in the morning.
But it was a knock at the door. From the inside of the closet in the room
“Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock.”
“Santa Claus is going to return the gifts.”
man's voice The same thing I heard from that police officer.
The closet door was ajar. Large blood-soaked fingers appeared. With a smile of perversion
With all the strength I have I crawled over to the bedroom door. Open the door and run away from that hell. The corridor outside was empty. And suddenly The door slammed shut! Come after me.
I don't miss anything anymore. I hurriedly ran straight down to the door of the house. Tried shaking and pulling the doorknob to open it but it didn't work. The locked door turned into a wall. It won't open!
Then I turned around and saw the Christmas tree… Oh my god.
Its branches are bones removed from the human body. Pieces of tissue and ligament were still stuck in the joint. All five fingers are held together by tendons and nerves. Blood dripped from those branches. and on its leaves It's actually hair from a woman's scalp! I saw their scalps being peeled off. was stretched across the trunk
They become the leaves of this perverse work of art, and the trunks are their torsos. I saw a narrow waist sewn together to form a supporting pillar. The entire abdomen was cut open. The intestines were cut out and tied to every branch. The heart, liver, kidneys, and other internal organs were hung from five fingers.
The lobes that form the ends of the branches. The crystal ball that was decorated was an eyeball! The wrists of those skeletons There was an ugly doll hanging there. It had been pierced by needles, nails, and sharp objects such as knives and scissors, causing its intestines to gush out. Its light was a melted candle attached to the branches.
The candle's tears dissolved and mixed with the blood and lymph. It has become sticky like a sheet of snow that covers trees in cold cities.
I don't know what inspired me to still be conscious. I quickly ran and hid in the computer room. Hiding in the dark He pinched his arm hard and prayed that he would wake up from this nightmare one last time. But pinching until the arm was bruised didn't work. I'm never waking up from this nightmare!
“Ring!”
I gasped. When the landline rang next to my ear, I quickly picked up the phone and picked it up. Hoping to hear the voice of the police, neighbors, or Book, anyone who will come and help me get out of this hell!
“Please help! help ! Help me, it's in my house! It's going to kill me. No! no ! Help me please, someone please help me- Scream!!!!"
That scream It comes from two sources.
One slammed out of the handset I was holding.
And two, it was coming from my bedroom...
“Oh my god,” I said, my voice shaking, my hands shaking, before I hung up the phone. The two voices sounded the same. Even after hanging up the phone, I could still hear her dying screams. The sound of a wooden board being struck and the sound of things in the bedroom shattering violently Those voices came from my bedroom. Before everything becomes stagnant
I couldn't do anything but cry hopelessly at what I was facing. I was scared. I was so scared. I have never been so afraid of anything in my life. The light from the Christmas tree made me feel like I was stuck in the flames of hell. Eyes blurry with many tears I wiped it away and tried to call the police. Must ask for help!
But when I picked up the phone Instead, there was only silence. There was no sound of the signal or anything.
I hung up again. Then lift it up again I found only silence.
Until when I put it down again And I'm about to raise my ear.
“Ring!”
The phone rang loudly. The vibration almost gave me a heart attack. I hurriedly picked up the phone.
“Somebody please help me, please, don't kill me, don't kill me, no, no, no, no, no!” Spare my life, don't kill me, no, no, don't—”
A scream came from the phone's earpiece. And from the floor above my house I perceived it all with a heart broken by hopelessness. The sound of the slaughter filled both ears. The sound of blood splashing all over the floor. The sound of her head being torn from her throat on her frail body, I hurriedly hung up the phone and picked it up again in vain hope.
that there would be enough signal to call the police
And then when I tried ten more times I thought of Book's words. It says I can't call, there's no signal.
So I bent down and looked under the table where the phone was. And then found that the telephone line had been cut off…
“Ring!”
The phone rang again. along with screams from my bedroom above. I don't want to answer this call anymore. But the sound of this phone was so loud it hurt my ears. The screams above were no different. I picked up the phone and answered the phone, hoping for everything to quiet down.
“Huh, huh, huh…” A moan from the bottom of my heart. I could hear her crawling hard on my bedroom floor.
“Huh, huh, huh, no, please, no, I still have someone I love waiting for me, I beg, please, please—”
The sound of a sharp knife piercing her body. Crushed pieces of meat Followed by the sound of bones being crushed to a fine powder. The liquid spread everywhere. I hung up the phone, hugged my knees, and cried in fear.
The next call, I didn't pick up the phone again. I waited patiently for the phone to go silent. The screams from upstairs alone were bad enough. I don't want to hear it with my own two ears again.
Call after call, the screams and the life-and-death struggles continued.
Until this call
“Ring!”
I didn't hear a cry for help. Or fighting from above again?
“Ring!”
“Ring!”
Everything was still, quiet, only me. Telephone sound and the lights glowing from the Christmas tree
“Jing--”
I decided to pick up the phone. But didn't say anything. Until the other end of the line said,
“There is one minute left. It's already Christmas. Would you like to send the product back?”
I let out a loud cry. With every emotion that I have I mustered up the courage to shout back.
“Take it all back! Whole Christmas tree All of them will be gifts.
x
Whatever is yours is fine! Take it all back, take it all back! I don't want it! You go out! And don't interfere with my life again.
x
Y !!!!!
After an emotional outburst into the earphone The door of my house opened. I heard the cold wind blowing outside. along with the voice from the other end of the line For the last time that
I was stunned for a moment. But then he heard the sound of a door opening from upstairs. That must be my bedroom.
I couldn't think of anything else. I got up and ran without thinking for my life towards the front door.
I dashed out into the front garden. Teardrops were blown away by the strong wind that hit him in the face. I screamed the loudest I've ever been in my life. I hope everyone who is sleeping hears this and wakes up to help.
Let this nightmare
It's finally over.
“ Merry Christmas !!! “
Farewell
I'm sitting here typing this whole story. After waking up in the hospital I found myself hit by a car while running in the middle of the road at midnight. I don't remember anything after that. All I know is that I saw a flash of light. heard a loud noise Then everything went dark. The next thing I knew, I woke up and saw lights in the hospital. That white light
The doctor came in and talked to me about the damage. I was hit by a ten-wheel truck. It's a miracle I'm still alive and sitting here typing. But in exchange, I lost almost all of my pelvic organs. Moreover, both leg bones were broken and shredded into pieces. Including the lower molars, almost all of them were lost.
Distorted facial bones Bruises spread all over the body. There is a hematoma and there is still internal bleeding from time to time.
I was watching the news in the patient room. Contact the police to survey the condition of my house. They called back and said they had found no evidence of a break-in other than my front door and gate being open. No suspicious foreign packages found. Can't find the Christmas tree or even the footprints of others in the area of the house
I put the house down. Then turn to look at the news that is being talked about right now.
' Sad about the great tragedy of Nok Owl Airlines.
Air line
Due to a large storm raging in from the Gulf of Thailand. make airplane
Ak-101
of Nok Sak Airlines It suffered a serious crash and fell to the ground. All passengers died. Preliminary estimates are -'
I was distracted after hearing all the news. Many messages have been sent to me both in
Line
and other applications
But I don't care about them anymore.
Book's photo was shared on
In the format converted to black and white images. from many users, including his friends, parents, and acquaintances Pictures of memories of times when he used to live happily.
Including many people still reaching out to express their condolences to me. But I don't care about them anymore.
The last thing I did That is, upload this story to the internet. before scrambling to crawl to the balcony
I lost the best gift of my life. Just because I wanted to get the worst gift.
Santa Claus, if you really existed
I wish this nightmare It's finally ended.
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