Chapter 2After My Roommate Died, A Man Climbed into My Bed

When we arrived at the scene, Emma's body had already been taken away. Rachel stood nearby, covering her mouth, her eyes filled with terror.

According to witnesses, Emma seemed to be talking to someone on the street, even though there was no one visibly near her. Then, at a red light, she suddenly ran into the middle of the road like a madwoman. A truck couldn't stop in time and hit her. The scene was horrific.

I covered my mouth, tears streaming down my face, unable to believe that my roommate, who had been joking with us just this morning, was now gone.

When I turned around, Rachel was looking in my direction, her eyes full of sorrow. I walked over and hugged her, trying to comfort her. She hesitated for a moment before hugging me back.

Jack's expression was very strange. He stared intently in my direction, his eyebrows furrowed.

After saying goodbye to Jack, Rachel and I returned to our dorm room, feeling lost and dejected. Looking at Emma's empty bed made us feel awful.

"Lily," Rachel said, her voice trembling as she stared at the ceiling, "do you think Emma's death could be related to those dreams she was having?"

I shuddered, remembering what Jack had told me. A chill ran down my spine.

"Don't think like that," I said, forcing a smile. "It was just an accident."

I pulled my curtains closed, but Jack's words kept echoing in my mind. The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. I sent him a message on SnapChat.

"Babe, how did you know something would happen to Emma?"

"She was haunted by an evil spirit," he replied. "The guy in her dreams was a male ghost sucking her life force. When a person's energy is drained to a certain point, they fall under the ghost's influence."

My heart skipped a beat. If anyone else had said something so bizarre, I wouldn't have believed it. But Jack's family had a history of dealing with the supernatural, and he knew a lot about ghosts and spirits. Besides, he wouldn't scare me with something like this for no reason. I started to panic.

"What should I do? Will it come after me next?"

"Don't worry, that evil spirit was probably only targeting your roommate. It shouldn't bother you."

Hearing this, I breathed a sigh of relief and put down my phone.

Soon after, I felt drowsy. As I was drifting off to sleep, I suddenly heard the creaking sound of someone climbing the ladder to my bed.

I was startled awake. Who would be climbing up to my bed in the middle of the night?

I turned my head and saw a naked man smiling as he climbed onto my bed.

In that instant, I felt as if my blood had frozen. The man looked very young and extremely handsome, with a perfect six-pack. Then I remembered - this was exactly how Emma had described the man in her dreams!

Recalling Emma's terrible fate, my eyes widened in terror. No matter how handsome he was, he was still a deadly evil spirit.

I tried desperately to struggle, but I couldn't move a single finger. I suddenly realized I was experiencing sleep paralysis.

All I could do was watch helplessly with wide eyes as he slowly began to remove my clothes.

Tears rolled down my cheeks. Just as he was about to succeed, my phone suddenly emitted a blinding white light.

The man let out a painful scream, jumping off the bed and clutching his hand in agony. He shot me a hateful glance before disappearing into thin air.

I felt an immense sense of relief, gasping for air. Everything around me started to blur, and then everything went black. I'm not sure if I fell asleep or passed out.