Use Ai to make up a ghost story.

"Sobbing from an abandoned room."

There is an old wooden house in a rural village that has been abandoned for more than 20 years. No one dares to enter because it is rumored that a young woman, the landlord, committed suicide in an upstairs bedroom. After being barred by his family from marrying a loving man.

One night, "Nont," a group of teenage boys, challenged each other about who dared to enter that abandoned house at midnight to make a big bet. Nont, who did not believe in ghosts, volunteered to enter alone.

When he walked into the house, the sound of the wooden floor creaked, and every step made his heart beat, and the smell smelled like a stale smell. He turned on the flashlight and looked around. He found old whites covering all the furniture, and on the wall his hands were blackened, as if someone were trying to scratch.

He walked up to the second floor, a bedroom rumored to be dead, with pale white mosquito nets hanging intact, where the house had been abandoned for decades, and as he stepped in, a soft sob came from under the bed...

Nont was heartbreaking, but he tried to tell himself that it was just the wind blowing or the sound of a rat, and he fell down slowly under the bed, and it was empty, but suddenly the whole mosquito net curtain fell over him, as if someone intended.

He tried to pull out, but the more wriggling it was like having several cold hands, pressing his body tightly. The sobbing turned into a long pointed laugh, dragging like a mind slit.

Nont shouted loudly. Suddenly, the shadow of a long-haired woman, pale white face, empty concave eyes, no eyeballs, slowly emerged from under the bed, and whispered in his ear in a cold voice that shook his spine...

"Stay together... forever."

"The sobbing from the deserted room. The ending.

After that chilly whisper sounded, Nont screamed utterly; his body trembled as if squeezed by the force of the invisible, and suffocated; the eyes of the female soul were dark, empty, but it seemed to be staring inside his mind.

She laughed... the long, pointed laughter echoed throughout the deserted house as it came from many directions at once. Non tried to be so perturbed that he could finally tear off the wrapped mosquito cloth, and immediately ran down the stairs.

But what he saw was... the stairs no longer led downstairs.

It turned out to be a long, dark corridor, covered with multiple wooden doors lined on two sides. The walls were full of bloodstains and black handprints scratched away.

He didn't know which way out, but when the first door opened slowly... what was in front was his own body lying motionless in his bedroom bed for a moment, his eyes forgetting the poem, but his mouth tore, smiling like he was mocking.

The sobs rang again, this time from all directions.

"Why... why not be with me... together... together..."

Nont cried, broke down in tears, tried to shout for help, and suddenly the friends waiting outside heard his outcry, and rushed in.

They found Nont lying unconscious in the middle of the upstairs bedroom. The woman's laughter was still in the air, but not everyone saw the ghost. They immediately helped each other carry Nont out of the house.

But when he came out, he found that Non was still lying still, and although his face was still asleep, his mouth smiled strangely, as in the body he had seen behind the door.

The villagers who heard the story told their friends that... whoever heard the girl's sobbing in the abandoned house would never really survive her, because even if she escaped... her soul would lie next to her for the rest of her life.

That night, all of Non's friends had the same dream.

They woke up feeling chilly in the ear, and in the darkness by the bed... a woman's voice whispered softly,

"Next... it's your turn."

How are you? Ai, nowadays can really do everything.

It may not be very scary, but it can be a good story.