The Haunted Studio Technician's Last Broadcast

The old TVB studio was a relic of the past, its walls adorned with faded posters of long-forgotten TV shows. The sound of rusting metal and the occasional creak of the floorboards echoed through the empty hallways. It was here that the mechanic, Li, worked, his hands greasy and his eyes weary from years of repairing the studio's aging equipment.

One evening, as Li was cleaning the control room, he noticed something odd. The equipment was humming louder than usual, and a faint blue light flickered from the speakers. He reached out to turn off the equipment, but his hand passed straight through the controls as if they were made of glass.

Panic set in as Li realized he was not alone. The blue light grew brighter, and a figure emerged from the shadows. It was a woman, her eyes hollow and her face twisted in a grotesque smile. Li's heart raced as he backed away, his mind racing with questions. Who was she? Why was she here?

The woman's voice was like a whisper from the grave, "I have been waiting for you, Li. You are the one who can free me."

Li's mind raced back to his childhood. He had been a child actor at TVB, and this woman had been his costar. They had shared many happy moments, but a tragedy had torn them apart. She had been the one to betray him, and he had never forgiven her.

The woman continued, "You were the one who broke my heart, Li. Now, you will pay for your sins."

Li tried to reason with her, to convince her that he had changed, that he was a different man now. But she would not listen. Her eyes glowed with an unnatural light, and she lunged at him.

Li dodged, his reflexes honed from years of working with the studio's equipment. He ran through the studio, trying to find a way out, but the woman was relentless. She seemed to move through walls, appearing behind him at every turn.

In a desperate bid to escape, Li stumbled upon the studio's broadcast room. The cameras were rolling, and he realized that he had been the star of the last broadcast. The woman had used him as a pawn to reach him.

"Look at me, Li," she hissed. "You are the one who controls the studio. You can save me, but you must kill yourself."

Li's mind was a whirlwind of confusion and fear. He had always been a man of logic, but now he was caught in a web of supernatural terror. He looked at the camera, his eyes wide with terror and disbelief.

"Stop this, please," he pleaded. "I don't want to die."

The woman's laugh was chilling, "It's too late, Li. You are already dead to me."

Li reached for the camera, his hand trembling. He knew what he had to do. He aimed the camera at himself, and with a deep breath, he pulled the trigger.

The studio was silent for a moment, then the sound of the camera rolling filled the room. The woman's form flickered, then dissolved into the air. Li collapsed to the ground, his body limp and lifeless.

The next morning, the studio was in chaos. The crew found Li's body in the broadcast room, the camera rolling, his eyes wide with terror. The police arrived, and the studio was sealed off. The news of Li's death spread quickly, and soon, the studio was the subject of countless rumors and theories.

The mechanic's last broadcast became a ghost story, a chilling reminder of the supernatural forces that lurked in the shadows of the past. Li's death was ruled a suicide, but many believed that the woman's spirit had claimed her revenge.

The old TVB studio stood empty, its secrets buried beneath layers of dust and time. But for those who dared to venture inside, the haunting echoes of Li's last broadcast still lingered, a chilling reminder of the supernatural terror that can never be escaped.