长篇鬼故事 - 蚀骨残像

六

顾不得颈边蜿蜒流下的血液，阿历克斯一路跑到正门口，谁知大门已被锁住，身后的楼梯传来院长追来的脚步声，情急之下阿历克斯朝大屋的东侧跑去。那里有一个传达室，里面有一部电话，我已经很久没看到有人用它了。

阿历克斯跑到传达室里锁上门，抓起电话试图拨打出去，电话里一直发出刺刺啦啦的噪声，尝试了几遍都打不通。

窗户早被堵死，已无退路，这部电话是唯一的生机。

嘭！嘭！嘭！

门外响起撞门声，随后是翻找钥匙的金属碰撞声。

紧密的压迫感随着这些声响不断袭来，就在此时，电话接通了！阿历克斯急忙向电话那一头的警员求救：“这里是圣安妮尔孤儿院，请赶快来……”

咚！门被打开了！院长闯进来一把扼住阿历克斯的咽喉，将握在手中的手术刀往阿历克斯的腹部刺去……

我不能让阿历克斯死！

绝对不能！

刹那间，强烈的意志让我的灵魂进入阿历克斯的体内，获得肉体的我抓住手术刀，使它无法伤我分毫。

我睁开眼睛露出死灰的眼珠，面露狰狞地向院长质问：“你想再一次割开我的皮肉，剔取我的骨骸吗？”

这声音仿佛不是源自肉体的喉管，而是来自被浸泡在地下室冰冷液体里的骸骨，阴森得令人骨髓生寒。

院长惊得面无人色，扼在颈上的手全无力道，因为此刻他的眼中出现的是曾经被他亲手杀死的我的死相，灰白的肤色，死灰的眼睛，极度扭曲的面容，我曾在黑暗中窥见的——我的死相！

我紧紧盯着院长，沉积在尸骸上的湿冷之气从我的灵魂里蔓延上来，它升腾而起，涌进院长的每一个毛孔，渗进他的每一缕呼吸，院长的表情痛苦起来，很快变得像我一样狰狞。

警察抵达时院长已经死了，他突出爆裂的眼球见证了他死前所见的一切。

我从阿历克斯的身上飘离，看着医护人员帮他包扎了伤口。

警察搜查了整个孤儿院，一共搜出了十几具完整的尸骨，陈列架上的人骨雕刻也被取走。地下室的暗门被打开，走廊上那些污秽的窗帘被拉开，阳光照耀了进来。那些同样被困于此的孤儿们的幽灵被冲淡了身影，渐渐消失在光亮里。

我太久没有如此接近阳光，我的骨骸被困缚在阴暗的地下室里，虽未被雕刻在陈列架上，却时时隐隐作痛，我的骨头上一定有着肉眼看不到的刻痕，那是我曾和阿历克斯一起经历过的和只有我才懂得的痕迹。

当我看到阿历克斯被赶来的养父母拥入怀中的画面，我想终于可以安心地站到太阳下了。我的周身只有温暖的感触，再也没有刻骨的疼痛，我沐浴在阳光里，微笑着溶入温暖到灼热的光明中。

作者创作谈：

很多古老的灵异传说中都有死者不知自己已死而在生前处徘徊的事，这篇文章就是在此基础上进行的创作。骨雕是一个意象，代表主角和他悲剧的人生，生前的痛楚是他灵魂上的刻痕，但不管是伤痕还是灵魂都在最后的光明中烟消云散。

Introduce:The one ground that I had gone is dirt completely, a bit pays no attention to cockroach to had climbed from my crural edge, had been used to after all. The glazing of corridor is hanging foul curtain, sunshine falls from the aperture have diarrhoea between the curtain, I am crossed deftly. Be waited for time is for a long time in darkness, sunshine is right for me already too dazzling. Here is orphanage of holy Annie Er, when I come that 8 years old years to here, she still is a clean and warm place. Be from when to begin, become so dirty? I seem to also say to not be clear about. Had not remembered how long walking out of this big house, do sth without authorization goes out the dean will be grouchy, I can not want to offend him to get angry, because the dean is a fatherly person. I and dean are left only in orphanage two people, orphan people did not know when to leave here, I am very long also did not see Lucy, I guessed her to go to countryside probably, that lovely girl likes most loafed about in afield. I go in dark corridor, all around unusually quiet, I can hear the voice that air flows almost, that sound magnifies gradually, like time of ear of glide of a hairspring: "Gram Leo —— " that sound is in low the name that calls out me. I was frightened jump, fierce bout head, a person also is done not have behind, that is subtle a moment ago low call out as phonism, everything as before quiet to extremely, the end of corridor is a darkness, that darkness ases if should spread down this quiet air current, gobble up me. As a boy of 15 years old, my be ashamed at admitting at the moment I have kind of ineffable fear actually, resemble breaking this to want weird quiet and general, I do growl, there is my turn only all round, it is deserted ground collision declines again on the wall all around come down, remain bloodcurdling hush only finally. I want to leave, side side is: "Gram Leo —— " sound is taper, end sound procrastinates slightness is throatily, acuteness must be about to penetrate tympanic. Resemble what thing is in close from my pole place, be in even my body side, but all round whats are done not have, what only busyness sinks is dark. I feel horrified, begin to run, give the face of a piece of ferocious to the leap up in the shadow of the corner in the instantaneous shoot a glance at of face about however, it is having the eye of ashen color of skin, dead ash and the screwiest expression! It is one instant only, that piece of face disappears in darkness again, resemble never having had appeared. I should suspect whether I appeared simply psychedelic, but I can hide something in this big house certainly, they hide in the darkness all around, or it is the corner that is dirt completely, or be in long and narrow and somber corridor, they are over there, wait for one's chance and move. I run a corridor, want to find one place light