In the midnight of the Chung Yeung Festival, a boy called Timothy and his friends went to the school for an excited adventure. The school was already ravaging. Timothy and his friends brought touches, matches and a pair of scissors for the adventure in the school. They walk quietly and softly in the playground of the school.
“Where will we hunt first?” said Timothy. “Laboratory.” they said. “Why?” he asked. “Because usually if we do not have the teacher’s permission, we cannot go in.” They all agreed to go to the laboratory first.
In the laboratory, Timothy felt something strange will going to happen. They turned on the touches and looked for something interesting. “Look! There was a Bunsen burner,” a boy shouted out loudly. They lighted a match to light the Bunsen burner without closing the air hold.
Suddenly Timothy saw a white thing flowing in the air. “What’s that?” They all looked up the ceiling. They saw a ghost. A ghost with no eyes, no hair and even no feet. The boy who was holding the Bunsen burner suddenly fell down. The Bunsen burner dropped. The laboratory was on fire. Everyone screamed. They all ran straight to the playground.
When they arrived the playground, they found that the boy was missing. “Oh, he was still in the laboratory. What can we do?” “Calm down.” Timothy said. “Wait a minute… Who was talking to me?” “I.” said the ghost. They all shouted again. “Don’t be afraid. I’m died in the laboratory by an accident. I don’t want anyone died as same as me. Now, what should we do?” he said speedily. “We need to call the police.”
The police arrived soon. The fire was out but the boy was died. “Was happening?” asked one of the police. “We went to have an adventure in this midnight. We went to a laboratory and we light on a Bunsen burner without closing it before we light the match. Then we saw a ghost and…” “Wait, you said “a ghost”?” “Did anyone call me?” asked the ghost. They all screamed again. “Isn’t my face ugly?”