午夜的死相打印机

夜，12点。

在睡觉前检查电脑、电视、打印机等电子产品是否关闭电源已经成为我的习惯。
今天，也不例外。
惟一的打印机在我房间，全家人打印的东西自然要到我房间拿，因此突然听到打印机工作的声音，我一点儿也不会觉得奇怪。

就如往常一般，一切都是那么自然，但是我却在睡梦中隐隐约约听到打印机工作的声音……

“是老爸起来印东西吧？”我迷迷糊糊地想着，接着睡。

第二天早上，我问父亲是否曾在打印东西，是否记得关打印机。
晚上肯定不会再有声音了吧？

于是去睡觉。
果然，一夜无声，诡异的安静。

第三天，夜，我不能安眠，并不是因为那诡谲的打印机，而是那本应该诡谲的东西突然变正常，令人措手不及，感到一股寒意。

第四天，夜一如往常到访。
我知道今晚自己必定会继续失眠。
一大早就提醒家人都不准开打印机，自己也不敢去动它。
又想一想，决定索性将自己裹在棉被里，不愿面对事实。
这，也许就是掩耳盗铃。

远处教堂半夜12点的钟声响起，不敢闭眼的我将自己裹得更紧了。

不久后，12∶04，没插电源也没开机的打印机再次传来工作的声音。

这次，打印机不只是响起工作声了，打印机的荧幕突然亮起，在黑暗的房间显得很突兀。

“打印中，ReceViNg daTa……”

缓慢地，打印出来一张黑白照片。

我皱眉，我家是彩色打印机。
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我拿起那张纸，意外的冰冷的一张纸……

纸上的图。
明显是个女孩的身型，但只印到脖颈处。

我借着打印机发出的亮光再仔细刊这张图，发现女孩胸口心脏的位置直直地插了一把刀，血将女孩的衣服溅满，已经看不出原来的颜色。

身体止不住地开始颤抖，我全身发冷，想把一切当作一场噩梦，将手中的纸揉成一团。

但是，打印机那如死者灵魂的哀号声再次将我完全击溃。
我颤抖的腿已撑不住自己发冷的身体，只能跪坐在地，捂着耳朵，希望自己听不到那声音。

嘶——

纸滑落，那打印机好似知道我的恐惧与无力，如嘲笑一般将纸滑落在我眼前。

纸上的是一行标题及一小截黑白照片……

我努力地将那标题看清楚……

“死者照片传送完毕，时间：4日4号12∶04∶44。
”

看到的那一秒，我的尖叫声还没发出，低头看到一把刀从我心脏的位置查出来。

那张图的人，是我……

“传送完毕，FiNiSH……”。

Introduce:Night, at 12 o'clock.
Whether does the electronic product such as examination computer, TV, printer shut power source to had made my habit before sleep.
Today, not exceptional also.
The printer of the only in the home is in my room, the thing nature that family person prints wants to be taken to my room, because this hears the voice that printer works suddenly, my a bit also won't wondering.
Be like as one used to do general, everything is so natural, but am I indistinct in sleep however the sound …… that hears printer job " be old father rises imprint thing? " I am thinking mistily, sleep then.
The following day in the morning, I ask whether father ever printed a thing in midnight, whether to remember closing printer.
Affirmed again won't phonic sound in the evening? Go sleeping then.
As expected, one night is silent, weird quiet.
The 3rd day, night, I cannot sleep peacefully, not be the printer that stranges and changeful because of that, the thing that should strange and changeful originally then however becomes suddenly normal, your person unawares, feel a chill.
The 4th day, night is like past haunt to visit.
I know I am sure tonight can continue insomnia.
One big early remind family to forbid printer, oneself also dare not move it.
Think again, the decision wraps him simply in quilt, do not wish to face a fact.
This, perhaps be deceive oneself.
The bell noise 12 o'clock removes far cathedral midnight, my what dare not close a key point him general is wrapped more closely.
Before long hind, 12 ∶ 04, the printer that did not insert power source to also did not switch on the mobile phone transmits working sound again.
This, printer is sound of the job since the noise not merely, the screen of printer shines suddenly, appear very abrupt in dark room.
"In printing, receViNgdaTa…… " adagio, print come out a piece of black-and-white photograph.
My frown, my home is chromatic printer.
(Phantom: HTtp:/// is reprinted ask reservation! ) I take that piece of paper, paper of accident frozen …… of a piece of paper pursues.
The body that is a girl apparently, but imprint to neck place only.
The light that I am borrowing printer to give out is again careful print pursues this piece, discover position of girl wind cardiac inserted a knife continuously continuously, blood splashs the girl's dress full, had not looked to give customary facial expression.
The body stops not the dwelling place begins to tremble, my whole body is algid, want to regard everything as a nightmare, the hand medium paper rubs posse.
But, the sad trumpet call that printer is like the dead's soul then again me complete smash.
My asp leg already did not open his algid body, can genuflect sits in the ground, covering auditive, hope oneself do not hear that voice.
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