2024年10月19日 午觉October 19, 2024 · Nap

目睹坠楼发生，我转身下楼，却发现鞋上原本粘稠的鲜血瞬间消失无踪。那满地的血似乎只是为了指引我去目击这场谋杀的“路标”。

晚上9:00左右我在路边摊吃完饭，然后跟人群往下一个路口走着，准备回家，去往下个路口时候人群里有一个人说这里的井盖有问题，我很诧异，井盖能有什么问题？

因为我耳神不太好的原因，没有听清楚他后面说的是什么，我就继续往前走。此刻这时后面的人群越来越少，然后走到岔路口的时候，我看见一个壮汉拿了一把刀，背对着我。我为了安全立刻躲进了一个没有灯的楼洞里，想敲门进到别人家躲藏起来。我在向楼上走着，很快听见街上有人大喊说杀人了，我更加的觉得不安，一直向楼上走着。

刚想敲门，然后觉得脚下面黏糊糊的，我的脚上全是像血液一样的红色。随后向上走，看到了一个关闭的门，里面在往外一直溢出来红色液体，我大概可以肯定这是鲜血了。此时我的脚下面已经都是粘稠的血液，此刻我警惕起来，放慢了脚步，因为我看见这个血有一直在向楼上运动的轨迹。伴随着血滴迹，我开始压低脚步向上走。这个时候即将到顶楼的时候出现了一个猫咪，它不叫，却一直看着我。它身上没有血迹，脚上也没有。

这个时候我听见楼顶有动静，血液的滴状也慢慢少了起来。向上一看，楼台上有人在争吵，是一对中年夫妻。那个男的说要跳下去，我不知道什么原因，他们一直在争吵什么，然后他的老婆一直在激怒他。这个时候那个男的坐在天台旁边，忽然那个女向前一步把他推了下去。我看着衔接层的玻璃外那个人掉了下去，他们的孩子还在旁边，随之伴随他们的孩子大喊到“妈妈你杀了爸爸”，这个时候我向楼下走去，看向鞋上，脚上的鲜血没有了。

Witnessing the fall, I turned and went downstairs, only to find the sticky blood on my shoes had vanished in an instant. The blood on the ground seemed to have existed only as a "signpost" guiding me to witness the murder.

At about 9 p.m., I finished eating at a roadside stall and followed the crowd toward the next intersection, heading home. On the way to the next intersection, someone in the crowd said there was something wrong with a manhole cover. I was puzzled—what could possibly be wrong with a manhole cover?

Because my hearing is not very good, I did not catch what he said next, so I kept walking. By now, the crowd behind me was getting thinner. At a fork in the road, I saw a large man holding a knife with his back to me. For safety, I immediately slipped into an unlit stairwell, hoping to knock on a door and hide in someone's home. As I climbed, I quickly heard someone in the street shout that there had been a murder. I felt even more uneasy and kept heading upward.

Just as I was about to knock, the floor beneath my feet felt sticky—my shoes were covered in something red, like blood. Farther up, a closed door was leaking red liquid; I was now almost certain it was blood. By this point my feet were coated in thick, sticky blood. I became alert and slowed my steps, because I could see the blood had a trail leading upward. Following the drops, I crept upstairs. Near the top floor, a cat appeared. It made no sound and only stared at me. There was no blood on its body or paws.

I heard movement on the roof as the drops grew sparse. Looking up, I saw a middle-aged couple arguing on the terrace. The man said he wanted to jump. I did not know the reason; they kept arguing about something, and his wife kept provoking him. He sat beside the edge of the rooftop, and suddenly the woman stepped forward and pushed him off. Through the glass between floors I watched him fall. Their child was right there, and cried out, "Mom, you killed Dad." I went back downstairs, looked at my shoes, and the blood was gone.