"What happened afterward?"

“…”

"Ding Yi, we have limited patience."

"I, I don't know what to say! I really don't know what to say! I always feel that there is something, and that thing is next to me! Sometimes, when I am alone, as long as I am alone, I feel that thing pop up! Several times! I seem to hear the sound of the door opening, the footsteps, and I hear the movement, but nothing! Nothing!! I looked, I mustered up the courage to turn my head and look everywhere! Nothing! Nothing! Just I am suspicious!

This symptom is getting worse and worse! My auditory hallucination is getting worse...that thing started to speak to me...I don't know what it said, maybe it was the Kaziana language. I don't understand, but I heard it. As soon as I heard it, my mind was unclear...every time I heard those sounds, my mind started to be confused... Just like before, I seemed to doze off, fell asleep suddenly, and then woke up. When I woke up, after I woke up..."

"What did you see when you wake up?"

"No, no, not, not seeing something. After I woke up, I felt that someone... someone died... I don't know what to say, it was just a feeling. I felt like I killed someone... not me! But I, I, I, like... playing games! You have played that kind of game! The first person perspective game! I seem to be, that game character, I was manipulated... I saw something... I wasn't that clear at the beginning... I couldn't feel it at the beginning, but later... I became clearer..."

"What did that thing do?"

"I, a classmate of mine, I don't know me, just met him on the road. I saw it, I felt that I was talking to him, and I told him... I asked him to recite it, and that mantra... He laughed, and thought I was joking with him. I didn't know that thing... He recited it, and then I felt that the thing ran out of my body and followed him. Behind, it... it would deliberately make movement. Meng Guang was just like before, feeling something following him and entering the house. He also heard the sound. The thing walked around his house, moved the cup, and pushed the cup off the table little by little. Sometimes, it allowed Meng Guang to see it, and sometimes it did not let him discover it.

Guang became, like me, and became nervous. Then one day, one day I felt like I was walking and walking to the front of the mirror... The person in the mirror was not me, but Meng Guang. Meng Guang directly smashed his head with his head and knocked his head. After he kowtowed, he returned to the bed and lay down. When he woke up naturally - when he woke up naturally, the thing stood by the bed and watched... Meng Guang, Meng Guang touched his head and shouted that he was about to run out. The door was locked. He seemed to be scared crazy... There was no structure... Later, he seemed to have some disease, foaming at the mouth, like epilepsy, lying on the ground, and twitching, and just... so dead..."

"Where were you?"

"At home! I'm at home! I've asked someone to inquire. I, I'm very careful and careful about asking someone... When Meng Guang died, I was at home, and when I saw those, I'm also at home... I don't know, I really don't know!"

"That thing was possessed by Meng Guang, and also possessed by you, and even allowed you to possess yourself. Is that true?"

"I don't know...I'm not sure..."

"Think about it carefully. You should have experienced more than this time, right?"

"I...probably...probably...I don't know it...it should be what you said..."

"Who is sending the message in the group?"

"It's not me, it's it! It's it's sent! I can only watch it, I have no choice! possession! Yes! possession! That thing controls me! I saw it type, word by word... It was originally hand-written to type in Kazianawen, but no, so I wrote a homonym. When I saw it input, I had no choice. The body was not like mine, I was just a show watching, I couldn't control..."

“It’s not here now?”

"......... After that day, after the red envelope was sent out, it disappeared. It had been a long time. It disappeared for a long time, and then came out again, and controlled me to send the red envelope, and never saw it again... I, I think it was... it was going to find those people..."

“Have you seen what it does?”

"No, I haven't seen those people... you said dead... those group members, I haven't seen them."

“Is that photo still there?”

"Yeah, here, here!"

"We're going to see that photo."

"good."

Da, da, da...

...

jingle……

Karakha...

Click!

squeak--

"...I'm still putting the photo there, I... grandpa... grandpa! What... how... ah... ah! grandpa!"

...

It is confirmed that Ding Yi's grandfather died and is suspected to be the real host.

Attached 1: Photos of Ding Yi’s grandfather.

The photo shows a living room, a corpse sitting on the sofa, holding a newspaper in his hand. The corpse looks like a mummy, a mummy, with a huge black hole in its abdomen and strange burn marks remaining.

Attachment 2: Old photos of Ding Yi’s father.

The front of the photo shows a young man and woman. The man hugged the woman's shoulders, and the two smiled brightly. The background is a misty mountain, and the two seem to be standing on the observation deck.

There is a string of characters on the back of the photo, and the text looks very strange. The person who writes it seems that he is not very familiar with this kind of text, and there are some smearing marks on the handwriting.

On January 10, 2016, contacted group member Jiang Tao. Audio file 09420160110.wav.

"...... A few days ago, there were some... I felt like someone had entered the house. Well... a thief, maybe... I heard the sound of the door opening, the door of the room was opened and closed... I heard it while taking a shower and was startled. My husband said there was no one. When I was sleeping, I heard the sound of the window again. I woke my husband up. Ha... Really, those days, I always felt that there were people, and I heard that kind of small sound every day. And... it was very strange... My daughter was just born. We have a family.

My mother also brought her to help us take care of the child. On the first day of her child, I was in a hurry. My family thought I might have some postpartum... I don't know... My mother found that my daughter had that kind of finger mark. The child didn't cry or make a fuss. But the finger marks turned blue, and it was made by adults at first glance. I always came at home. The nanny just helped to cook. I always felt... I've looked at the cabinets and boxes at home, and there were no hidden people inside."

"What about now?"

"It's also quite strange. Yesterday, just yesterday, all of those feelings disappeared. I was always nervous and couldn't sleep well. Last night, I slept very well. Today I didn't feel that way. I don't know if you said... Maybe, I'm leaving. That thing has gone..."
Chapter completed!