The Haunting of the Abandoned Dormitory

The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silver glow over the once bustling campus of Taiwan High School. The wind whispered through the trees, carrying the echoes of laughter that had long since faded. Among the abandoned buildings, the old dormitory stood as a silent sentinel, its windows dark and empty, its halls echoing with the faintest sounds of the past.

Four students, each with their own reasons for seeking the truth behind the dormitory's eerie reputation, gathered in the dimly lit parking lot. They were Xiao Li, the curious and adventurous photographer; Wei, the logical and cautious science club member; Jing, the brave and curious history buff; and Chen, the quiet and mysterious one who had heard whispers of the dormitory's past.

"Are you sure about this?" Jing asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Xiao Li nodded, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "We've all heard the stories. This place is haunted. We need to find out what's really happening."

The group pushed open the creaky door and stepped into the cold, musty interior. The air was thick with dust and the scent of decay. The dormitory was a labyrinth of empty rooms, each one more eerie than the last. They moved cautiously, their flashlights cutting through the darkness.

"Over here!" Jing's voice echoed through the hall. They followed her to a room at the end of the corridor. The door was slightly ajar, revealing a dimly lit space. Inside, they found an old wooden desk, a dusty bookshelf, and a single, decrepit bed.

Xiao Li set up his camera, capturing the room's haunting ambiance. "I think we should search this place thoroughly," he said, his voice tinged with urgency.

They began to search the room, moving through drawers and under the bed, when they discovered a hidden compartment behind the bookshelf. Inside, they found a stack of old photographs and a small, tattered diary.

"Look at this," Jing said, holding up a photograph. It was a picture of a young girl, smiling brightly, surrounded by her friends. "This must be the girl who lived here."

Wei picked up the diary and began to read. "It's in Chinese. I'll translate it for you."

As Wei read, the group gathered around, their eyes wide with anticipation. The diary spoke of a girl named Mei, who had lived in the dormitory with her friends. One night, a fire had broken out, and Mei had been trapped inside. She had tried to save her friends, but they had all perished. In her final moments, she had vowed to seek revenge on the person she believed had caused the fire.

The diary ended with a chilling final entry: "I will not rest until I have made them pay for their sins."

The group exchanged glances, their faces pale with shock. The fire had happened years ago, but the spirit of Mei had not been at peace. She was still seeking justice, and it seemed she had chosen them to be her instruments.

Suddenly, the room grew cold. A faint breeze swept through the room, and the air seemed to thicken. The group turned to see a shadowy figure standing in the doorway. It was Mei, her eyes hollow and filled with anger.

"Who are you?" Jing asked, her voice trembling.

Mei's voice was a whisper, but it carried a chilling force. "I am Mei. I have come for justice."

The group tried to run, but the dormitory seemed to close in around them. They were trapped, surrounded by the echoes of the past. The spirit of Mei moved closer, her eyes boring into their souls.

"Stop!" Xiao Li shouted, his camera flash blinding Mei for a moment. The group took the opportunity to flee, their hearts pounding in their chests.

They ran down the corridor, the sound of their footsteps echoing in the empty halls. They burst through the front door, the cool night air hitting them like a wave. They collapsed against the wall, gasping for breath.

"What just happened?" Wei asked, his voice shaking.

"We were haunted by Mei," Jing replied, her eyes wide with fear. "She's real, and she's seeking revenge."

The group knew they had to find a way to appease Mei's spirit. They returned to the dormitory, determined to uncover the truth behind the fire and bring peace to Mei's restless soul.

As they delved deeper into the investigation, they discovered that the fire had been caused by a group of students who had been experimenting with dangerous chemicals. They had not intended to harm anyone, but their carelessness had led to the tragic loss of lives.

The group visited the families of the victims, offering their apologies and expressing their deepest condolences. They also reached out to the school administration, demanding that they take responsibility for the tragedy.

The spirit of Mei seemed to have found some solace in their actions. She appeared to them one last time, her eyes no longer filled with anger but with a sense of closure.

"Thank you," she whispered. "You have brought peace to my heart."

With Mei's spirit at rest, the group left the dormitory, forever changed by their experience. They had faced the supernatural, uncovered a dark secret, and brought justice to the innocent. The old dormitory stood empty and silent once more, but its haunting had been put to rest.