There was a lot of static in the video. The woman kept repeating herself in a very soft voice, yet every word came through with eerie clarity.
Like sobbing on a rainy night, it raised goosebumps all over.
The woman in the black sweater was still sitting beside her. Perhaps frightened by her, she shifted away, trying to put some distance between them.
"Is what you said true?"
The question came from off camera. From the sound of the voice, it wasn't the person filming.
The camera wavered, as if trying to capture the speaker, but quickly swung back to focus on the woman.
"It's true. It's all true. You know that too! Lü Tingting! Tingting, you know!" The woman suddenly grew agitated and grabbed the black-sweatered woman by the arm.
The sweater was tugged askew. It was already a loose-fitting garment, and it looked as if the woman might pull it right off her.
The woman called Lü Tingting struggled and said through her tears, "Stop! Don't say any more! Waaaah... This has nothing to do with me! I only met him once!"
"Were all your calls like that? Were they all from people who were already dead?" The person who had asked the earlier question raised another.
Several voices chimed in agreement.
Lü Tingting was still crying. "It was my sister who called. How could my sister... My sister wouldn't hurt me. She's not like Wenjing... And Chen Lei too... Chen Lei clearly said the call was from her mother..."
Her tearful words quieted everyone else.
Suddenly, another voice burst out, and a figure appeared in the video.
The person rushed right up to the woman and demanded, "Did you do something? What the hell happened with your ex-boyfriend?!"
The woman screamed as someone lifted her off the