Snow Night Terror

I will never forget that winter night when I was trapped on the top floor of the seventh floor by heavy snow. When the key card opened for room 744, a musty smell mixed with cold air penetrated into the nose. The 340,000 yuan in cash in my backpack made my shoulder blades hurt. I fastened the three-safety chain with my backhand, but I heard a soft "click" from the aluminum alloy window frame - have you ever seen the figure hanging upside down outside the window on the seventh floor? His whole face was covered with frosted glass, and his long black hair hung down like spider silk. When the head of the red dancer on the TV smashed into the screen, I realized that this guest room, which had not been occupied in twenty years, was waking up. The roar of the water heater suddenly disappeared, and the white mist condensed in front of my eyes, and on the old-fashioned velvet sofa next to the double bed... I don't know when there was a woman in a dark red wedding dress.