靈異故事:一位“媽媽”的“撫觸”(A Mother’s Touch) 02
Michael watched, frozen in horror. A bony white hand reached out, the nails ripped off revealing the tattered tissue beneath. The fingers stroked down his cheek, leaving a stripe of bloody mucus. He looked up, his eyes connecting with the empty pits of what was his mother's gaze. His stomach lurched; he fell out of bed, scrambling madly across the room. He did not try to understand, or to make it right. This was not his mother. This was not his life. Michael launched himself at the window, his mother's fingers scraping his neck. He grabbed randomly behind him; as the glass shattered around him, his hand caught a grip on bloody, matted hair. It ripped away from her as he flailed through the air.
He smashed onto the concrete driveway.
Michael's mother slammed the brakes as the body of her son landed in front of her. She leapt from the car and fell to her knees by him, sobbing in shock and confusion. There was no need to look for a pulse. She collapsed over him and cried until neighbors dragged her back from the scene of flashing fluorescent lights.
The police prepared to leave the grisly scene in less than an hour, but the Chief Inspector stood silent on the driveway. He looked from the body bag being loaded effortlessly into the ambulance to the fragmented window above him, then to the crimson hair he now held in his hand.
Michael was the fifth to die that month.
邁克爾注視著，他被驚呆了，就在這時(shí)，一只瘦骨嶙峋、顏色蒼白的手突然伸了過來，這只手的指甲蓋全都給撕掉了，被扯爛的指尖露在外面，重重打在邁克爾的臉頰上，留下一道道的血跡，他的腹部接勢(shì)突然一斜，整個(gè)人從床上掉了下來，接著他便在房間里發(fā)瘋般地到處亂爬，他不想搞清楚這是怎么回事，也不想正視所發(fā)生的這一切，這絕不是他媽媽，他的生命不應(yīng)如此結(jié)束，于是他從窗戶跳了出去，而就在往外跳的一剎那間，他“媽媽”的手指一下子就碰到邁克爾的脖子，抓住了他，只見邁克爾在身后瘋狂的亂抓亂撓，周圍的玻璃全碎了，他的手上滿是鮮血，抓到了一縷血跡斑斑、暗淡無光的頭發(fā)，在被拋到空中的一瞬間邁克爾從骷髏頭上扯下了這縷頭發(fā)，攥在手心。
他重重地摔到了水泥的車道上。
邁克爾的尸體不偏不倚正好落在他媽媽的車前，這位可憐的媽媽將車馬上停了下來，跳下車，跪在邁克爾的身邊，抽搐地哭了起來，她被震驚了，腦海一片混亂。而邁克爾是必死無疑了，他媽媽伏在他的尸體上哭泣著，她已經(jīng)完全崩潰了，最后，鄰居們拖著她離開了這個(gè)警燈晃閃的現(xiàn)場(chǎng)。
而警察們也準(zhǔn)備在一個(gè)小時(shí)內(nèi)抓緊離開這個(gè)令人恐怖的地方，但是主任巡官長(zhǎng)卻靜靜地站在車道上，他注意到裹尸袋被毫不費(fèi)力地抬上了救護(hù)車，抬頭看了看破碎的窗戶，然后又低頭端詳了一下他手中的那縷血紅頭發(fā)，現(xiàn)在骷髏的頭發(fā)攥在他的手中。
邁克爾已經(jīng)是這個(gè)月第五個(gè)喪命的家伙了。
He smashed onto the concrete driveway.
Michael's mother slammed the brakes as the body of her son landed in front of her. She leapt from the car and fell to her knees by him, sobbing in shock and confusion. There was no need to look for a pulse. She collapsed over him and cried until neighbors dragged her back from the scene of flashing fluorescent lights.
The police prepared to leave the grisly scene in less than an hour, but the Chief Inspector stood silent on the driveway. He looked from the body bag being loaded effortlessly into the ambulance to the fragmented window above him, then to the crimson hair he now held in his hand.
Michael was the fifth to die that month.
邁克爾注視著，他被驚呆了，就在這時(shí)，一只瘦骨嶙峋、顏色蒼白的手突然伸了過來，這只手的指甲蓋全都給撕掉了，被扯爛的指尖露在外面，重重打在邁克爾的臉頰上，留下一道道的血跡，他的腹部接勢(shì)突然一斜，整個(gè)人從床上掉了下來，接著他便在房間里發(fā)瘋般地到處亂爬，他不想搞清楚這是怎么回事，也不想正視所發(fā)生的這一切，這絕不是他媽媽，他的生命不應(yīng)如此結(jié)束，于是他從窗戶跳了出去，而就在往外跳的一剎那間，他“媽媽”的手指一下子就碰到邁克爾的脖子，抓住了他，只見邁克爾在身后瘋狂的亂抓亂撓，周圍的玻璃全碎了，他的手上滿是鮮血，抓到了一縷血跡斑斑、暗淡無光的頭發(fā)，在被拋到空中的一瞬間邁克爾從骷髏頭上扯下了這縷頭發(fā)，攥在手心。
他重重地摔到了水泥的車道上。
邁克爾的尸體不偏不倚正好落在他媽媽的車前，這位可憐的媽媽將車馬上停了下來，跳下車，跪在邁克爾的身邊，抽搐地哭了起來，她被震驚了，腦海一片混亂。而邁克爾是必死無疑了，他媽媽伏在他的尸體上哭泣著，她已經(jīng)完全崩潰了，最后，鄰居們拖著她離開了這個(gè)警燈晃閃的現(xiàn)場(chǎng)。
而警察們也準(zhǔn)備在一個(gè)小時(shí)內(nèi)抓緊離開這個(gè)令人恐怖的地方，但是主任巡官長(zhǎng)卻靜靜地站在車道上，他注意到裹尸袋被毫不費(fèi)力地抬上了救護(hù)車，抬頭看了看破碎的窗戶，然后又低頭端詳了一下他手中的那縷血紅頭發(fā)，現(xiàn)在骷髏的頭發(fā)攥在他的手中。
邁克爾已經(jīng)是這個(gè)月第五個(gè)喪命的家伙了。
