The Silent Scream of the Forgotten Dorm

The old dormitory on the university campus had always been a place of whispers and legends. Located at the edge of the campus, the building stood as a relic of the institution's earliest days. It was said that the dormitory was built over an ancient burial ground, and its walls whispered tales of the past. Few dared to venture into its dark corridors, and even fewer knew of the haunting that lay within.

Among the students who had dared to live there was Li Wei, a quiet and inquisitive freshman who had been drawn to the dormitory by its eerie charm. Li's room was at the end of a long, winding corridor, the last door on the left. It was there that the nightmare began.

One rainy night, as the wind howled through the broken windows, Li was awakened by a sound that seemed to come from within the walls. It was a faint, almost inaudible scream, echoing through the empty halls. Startled, Li rose from his bed and made his way to the door, only to find it slightly ajar. A chill ran down his spine as he pushed the door open and stepped into the darkness.

The corridor was deserted, save for the occasional rustle of wind. Li's footsteps echoed softly, but it was the sound of the silent scream that haunted him. He moved further down the corridor, his heart pounding, until he reached the end. There, at the very last door, he paused, the scream growing louder with each step.

He reached out, his fingers trembling as they touched the cold, peeling paint of the door. With a deep breath, he pushed it open and stepped inside. The room was dimly lit by a flickering bulb, and the air was thick with the scent of dust and decay. At the center of the room stood an old, wooden desk, cluttered with papers and a single, glowing candle.

Li's eyes were drawn to the candle, and as he approached, he saw a shadowy figure hunched over the desk. The figure turned to face him, and for a moment, Li thought he was seeing things. But as the candlelight flickered, the face of the figure became clearer—a young woman with long, flowing hair and eyes filled with sorrow.

"Who are you?" Li asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

The woman did not respond. Instead, she raised her hand, pointing to a photo on the desk. Li's eyes widened as he saw a picture of himself, taken years ago. The woman had known him before he was born.

"I am your mother," she whispered, her voice trembling.

Li was confused, his mind racing with questions. How could this be? His mother had died before he was born. But as he looked at the woman, he realized that something was very wrong. The woman was not his mother; she was a ghost, trapped in the dormitory by some ancient curse.

The silent scream began again, louder and more haunting than before. The woman looked up at Li, her eyes filled with a desperate plea. "Please, help me. I need to go home."

Li was torn. He wanted to help, but he didn't know how. The dormitory was a place of darkness and fear, and the ghost seemed to be the source of it all. As he looked around, he noticed a book on the desk, its cover faded and worn. He picked it up and opened it to find a series of cryptic symbols and runes.

Li realized that the symbols were part of an ancient ritual designed to break the curse. But to do so, he would need to find the missing piece of the ritual—a piece that was hidden somewhere within the dormitory.

He spent the next few days searching the dormitory, uncovering clues and solving riddles left by the ghost. Each clue brought him closer to the truth, but it also brought him closer to danger. The silent scream grew louder, and the other students began to notice the strange events that were taking place in the dormitory.

One night, as Li was searching a storage room, he heard the sound of footsteps behind him. He turned to see a group of students, their faces pale and filled with fear. "What are you doing here?" Li asked.

"We heard the screams," one of the students replied. "We came to see if we could help."

Li explained the situation to them, and together, they worked to solve the mystery of the haunted dormitory. They discovered that the ghost was not alone; there were others trapped within the walls, each with their own story and their own curse.

As they worked to break the curse, the dormitory became a place of chaos and confusion. The students fought against their own fears and the supernatural forces that threatened to consume them. But with each passing day, they grew stronger, and the hope of freedom seemed closer.

Finally, after weeks of searching and solving riddles, Li and his friends found the last piece of the ritual. They returned to the room where the ghost was trapped and performed the ritual. The candle flickered, and the symbols began to glow. The silent scream reached its climax, and then it stopped.

The dormitory was silent, save for the sound of the wind howling through the broken windows. Li and his friends looked at each other, their faces filled with relief and wonder. They had done it; they had freed the spirits and broken the curse.

But as they stepped outside the dormitory, they realized that their adventure was far from over. The dormitory had been a place of darkness and fear, but it had also been a place of hope and healing. They had faced their fears and overcome the supernatural forces that threatened to consume them.

The dormitory was now a place of peace, its secrets laid to rest. And Li, with his friends by his side, looked forward to a future filled with hope and possibility. The silent scream of the forgotten dorm had finally been silenced, and with it, a piece of their past had been set free.