It was minutes later. Or maybe hours. Wan didn't know. She slowly lifted her head out from under the covers, afraid of what she might see. She realized she had been holding her breath for quite some time, and let it out in relief when she saw nothing unusual in her room.
She slowly pulled herself out of the bed and walked to her car where she was going to work. She began driving when light raindrops began to patter onto her car. She thought nothing of it, until just moments later it was pouring.
"It was bright and sunny moments ago...What is this?"
Thunder began booming all around her, and bright, white lightning blinded her vision. When it faded she had enough time to see a little girl standing in the middle of the road... the little girl. before the next bolt came. Wan screamed and turned the wheel completely around causing her car to make a drastic turn to the left. Her car darted at full speed off the road. It began spinning until it came to a complete halt-barley missing a tree. Wan began breathing heavily. A large bolt of lighting flashed across the sky, revealing the little girl-climbing slowly up Wan's car. Wan began a series of bloodcurdling screams until her throat hurt so much she was forced to stop. She slowly opened her eyes and looked outside. The storm had stopped. It was completely sunny again. And there was no little girl. With a shaky hand Wan turned the steering wheel and managed to get the car back on the road. She drove the rest of the way in complete silence.
"Hey Wan! Oh, what's wrong you looked like you saw a ghost!" It was Cheng, one of Wan's co-workers.
Wan forced a smile. "I'm fine Cheng. Really."
"Hey I'm sorry about your niece," He said sympathetically. "Do you know what happened?"
Wan shook her head. "No, I don't," she said flatly. She walked into her office and opened a drawer filled with papers. She pulled them out and slammed them on her desk. She looked up and saw Cheng in the doorway. This time, his face was serious.
"Wan, there's something you're not telling me," He said. "Is it Zhen?"
Zhen was Wan's 10 year old daughter, who had always been a bit...different.
"No, it's not."
"Is it Ting?"
Wan stopped. It was Ting. It was everything.
"Sort of..."
Cheng walked up to her, and put his face directly up to hers. "You know what happened to her. Please Wan, tell me. I'll help you."
"I can't drag anyone else into it," Wan said, her voice cracking. Hot tears began rolling down her cheeks. "The tape the girl..." her voice began rising and she was shaking. She let out a scream.
"Woah, woah! Wan!" Cheng put a firm hand on her shoulder. "It's okay. What tape?"
Wan took a deep breath. "I watched this video tape that supposedly Ting and her friend watched a week ago. The images...they were so strange...especially the little girl. When the video was over, I received a phone call informing me I'd die in 7 days."
"Impossible." Cheng clearly didn't believe it could happen/
Wan glared at him. "Is it though? So I guess it's a sheer coincidence that 3 people who all watched that tape 7 days earlier die at exactly the same time?" Wan was yelling. "And I guess it's also a coincidence that Feng claims to have seen the little girl come out of there tv!"
"Alright!" Cheng silenced her. "Do you have this tape with you?" He asked calmly.
Wan nodded, and slowly she reached into her back and grasped the cursed video. "H...here..." she handed it to Cheng.
Chen stuck the tape in the VCR by Wan's small office tv. Wan walked outside and closed her eyes. She began shaking, and forced back the tears that threatened to come. She bolted upright when she heard the phone in her office ring. She stood in her place, frozen. After a few moments, she walked in. Cheng was staring ahead, studying the static filled tv screen.
"Did you..." Wan's voice trailed off.
Cheng slowly nodded.
Wan looked down and sighed. She suddenly felt something very cold grab her neck...
