HORROR/THRILLER
Once upon a time, at night, it was drizzling from the sky. I was glued to my laptop working on an assignment. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.
I thought I had misheard, but after a while, the knocking sound became clearer.
It turned out to be a young man with glasses who wanted to refill the gallon of water. His hair was curly and long enough to almost reach his shoulders, I could clearly see the raindrops in his hair, and his glasses were slightly condensed.
"Excuse me, I want to refill the water."
Previously, I could have refilled the gallon water at night, but in the past few months, the cost of electricity has increased, so we stopped refilling at night, and to be honest, it feels bad to refuse the people who used to refill at night, but what can I do.
"I'm sorry, we haven't been filling water at night for the past few months due to the rising electricity costs."
He just made a sound like hmm or something, I wasn't sure and then he left.
After that, I went back to work on my laptop, but suddenly I thought back to the incident earlier, I felt sorry to see him want to fill water at night and drizzle, but I refused. And if I think back to his face, honestly his face scared me a little bit for some reason, when I rejected him I wasn't too sure what expression he gave, but at first glance I seemed to see anger in his eyes,
Suddenly there was someone knocking on the door again, I thought maybe it was him, this time I would give him a gallon of water that had been filled, because this afternoon I remember I had filled one.
The gallon was filled with water, then he closed the gallon, coincidentally there was one gallon lid left there. That night, there was rain falling from the sky, mineral water flowing from the machine, and blood flowing from the neck.
The motorcycle slowly started up and left the scene, with one gallon already filled.