Late at night, in a dead silent room, a man picked up his cell phone. The screen suddenly lit up, it was a call from a friend.
The man drank some wine, and his first thought in a daze was that the other party had arrived at the door of his house and was waiting for him to open the door.
The man subconsciously walked towards the entrance, but as soon as he stopped at the door, his heart suddenly felt cold - he was half sober, and this friend had passed away ten years ago.
He froze at the door, the hairs all over his body stood up instantly, and the mobile phone in his hand fell to the ground.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. The rhythm was so weird that it was hair-raising. Once, there was a pause, and then there was another pause. The pause was precise and mechanical. It was completely unlike the rhythm of a normal person knocking on the door.
After a while, the knocking on the door gradually became a little more impatient, and then stopped twice, then stopped again, and the dull knocking penetrated through the door panel, knocking on the apex of people's hearts.
Immediately afterwards, the rhythm suddenly accelerated, dropped to groups of three, and finally completely lost control, turning into an overwhelming and violent banging on the door. The loud banging sound made the door panel tremble slightly.
The man's legs weakened and he lost all strength. He collapsed to the ground, his back pressed against the cold wall. His face was as pale as paper, and he screamed towards the door with extreme fear: "Who is it?!"
The person outside the door did not reply, but listened to a "click" and the door was slowly pushed open...
The crack in the door opened wider and wider, and the cold wind rushed into the house with a putrid smell. The things outside the door were finally completely revealed.
That was a human face, with no trace of eyebrows, eyes, or contours.
