Just as we reached the dorm room of that student, we found it besieged by a sea of students who seemed to have all heard about the ghost sighting. Some probably came to see what the fuss was all about, while others perhaps wanted to find out from the student himself what the ghost looked like.
It makes sense when you think about it, especially since the incident during the solar eclipse had spread around, with some claiming it was the work of demons or malevolent spirits.
Qian Wang and I squeezed through the crowd and saw someone curled up in the corner of a bed, trembling continuously as if he were standing outside in the cold winter wind without any clothes on.
His gaze was vacant, and he seemed to be muttering phrases like "don't come near me," apparently unaware that he had become a sort of "exhibit," surrounded by onlookers.
"Yueming, what in the world happened to him?" Qian Wang whispered in my ear.
