My three roommates are not human

I have to save myself.

This idea can't stop circling in my mind.

But the reality is that I am an unarmed ordinary person, and I have no way to contend with a monster.

When I looked at A, I saw his terrifying smile, I swear, I saw appetite in his eyes!A desire to swallow me down!

I used to think of this as pure disgust!If I hadn't touched this human skin by chance last night, how long would I have been kept in the dark by this monster!

The only way I can think of is to get to know "him" as well as possible.Know yourself, know your enemy, and win a hundred battles... No, maybe the phrase "a hundred battles without danger" is more appropriate in my current situation.

Unexpectedly, I am an ordinary college student, and now I have to worry about surviving.I couldn't help but wryly smiled, then turned on my phone and began to secretly search for myths or ghost stories related to human skin.

I just opened the o degree and entered the content I wanted to inquire, when I suddenly felt a gust of wind behind me—maybe it was the psychological factor of my fear?In short, I feel that the wind is chilly.

I looked up and saw that B was still cursing in his seat, and C was frowning, patiently communicating with the students in the class. He is the monitor and has the responsibility to appease everyone.Looking a little further to the right, A was standing at the window. Seeing that I finally took the initiative to look at him, he was a little happier, and tilted his head to show me his teeth.

...Wait, is a standing there?

I felt a chill again, could it be that the dark wind just now was a passing by and blowing on my back?

Forget it, let me shake my head, don't scare yourself, the most important thing now is to continue to check the information.

I refocused my attention on my mobile phone, and the next second, 3 familiar numbers flew towards my cornea domineeringly.

404.

what happened? !I was so anxious that I immediately got up to check the wifi. The router in the dormitory was on the desk of c. The person in charge was the head of our dormitory, and that's why he talked to me a few more words.

It is common for dormitory wifi to disconnect suddenly, but now it is too ignorant of current affairs!

I hurried to C's desk and looked down at the status of the router.The three dots were still beating normally, and I looked down at the phone again to confirm that there was no wifi.

"Don't look," the voice of C on the side sounded softly, "The teacher sent me a text message."

I hurriedly leaned towards C, he looked at the drops of water on my body that had just been stuck to by B, his gentle brows and eyes were slightly stained with hostility.I understood that it was his cleanliness again, and sighed, I took the initiative to wrap his hands around my waist and put them on a clean place that didn't get wet.

I can feel C's body trembling, don't you think it's dirty... I don't want to worry about his inexplicable squeamish obsession, so I directly approached his phone to check the teacher's text message.

The text message time is 3:00, which is... almost the last second before the network is disconnected.

"The school is doing its best to investigate the situation of the fog. Please pay attention to safety. Don't go out until the notification is restored! Don't go out! Don't go out! There are fogs"

"What's in the fog?!" I yelled in panic, but no matter how I looked, the text message just stopped here.

As if... something unexpected happened to the person who sent the text message.

Maybe seeing my panic, the kind C stroked my waist with his hands, as if to comfort me.

"It's not that there's a problem with the wifi," C looked at me and explained patiently, "it's the signal. The whole school has no signal. This text message is the last news from the outside world."

"Ah—————" There was a painful scream outside the door, followed by the terrifying sound of melting, water running, and struggling.

...not that I'm trying to scare myself, but it really does sound like a person melting.

True, I was lucky enough to know about the dangers of the fog outside because of c, but... what about the rest of the people who didn't get the text in time?

What about a dorm where no one has time to receive a text message?

Trembling, I returned to my seat, the signal was gone, and I couldn't go out, not even the door of the small dormitory.What else can I do to defend against the dangerous a?

And, does a have anything to do with this fog?

I was lost in thought.

"I'm whining—"

I hurriedly covered B's mouth.

Yep, that's what I finally figured out.

Now I am in my pajamas, lying on b's bed.According to the usual practice, A who is delicate goes to bed first, then C, who goes to bed early and gets up early, is the second, and the third is me.

After I take a shower, I will turn off the headlights, leaving only a small light for B.These are the unwritten rules of our dormitory, everyone's default rules.

Today, after I turned off the light, I quietly climbed into B's bed.

This is the best solution I can think of.There are often three weapons to deal with the unknown: 1. Physics 2. Magic 3. Luck.I'm an ordinary person, and it's too late to learn spells (besides, I don't know if spells exist or not).The incident where I bumped into human skin in the middle of the night shows that my luck is really not good.Then - the only thing to rely on is physics.

In many American ghost films, ghosts can be subdued with fists.Reminiscent of A's small arms and legs and B's strong body, as well as the Chinese legend that Yang Qi can ward off evil spirits, I immediately thought of this method.

Throw away my shame, forget about my embarrassing relationship with b, tonight, I will lie on b's bed!

In the afternoon, when I was thinking about countermeasures, I had already imagined all the items that could be used in my mind - from my pen to the shower head in the toilet, everything that could be picked up and used with a little bit of attack power Within the scope of my consideration.I made three trips to the loo specifically, contemplating the possibility of unscrewing the shower head and hitting him right in the middle of a shower.I went there so many times that C secretly and concernedly asked me if there was something wrong there, and A couldn't help laughing at me.He always beamed when he laughed at me, as if it was his favorite thing to do.

In this kind of thing, the monster is very human.

Who can imagine a human being jumping up and laughing at you for having a bladder problem?Pretty ridiculous, right?In such an atmosphere, I felt my fear gradually weakened.

But when night fell, there was another scream from outside.As if he couldn't believe the voice's departure, there were footsteps outside the door one after another, and the painful cries of these footsteps.

I sat motionless in my seat, the gradually darkening sky, and the continuous shouting, all of this seemed to be a warning and a preview to me.I dare not look back, in fact, I can feel the burning gaze on my back.I was very afraid that when I turned around, I would bump into the car with A's wild eyes that showed their true colors.

I sat still, pretending to be playing with my phone, but my legs were already trembling unconsciously.I remembered that in the normal days before, I was a person who needed someone to accompany me even when I was playing an escape room!

...Wait, is there someone with me?

In this way of thinking, in order to alleviate my fear and increase my chances of survival, I resolutely climbed onto B's bed.

Compared with life, what is a small face?