I needed to download some things all night today, so I didn’t close the notebook, but just opened it and got into the quilt. After all, I had to go to work tomorrow. The light of the notebook screen was so dazzling in the dark, but it had no effect on me. I glanced at the clock on the table, turned over and closed my eyes.

...

In a trance, a corridor seemed to appear in front of me, but the style was American. The bright sunlight shone in from the window, but there was a blur in front of me. Only some old red floors and white wooden doors passing by me slowly. There seemed to be a sigh of a person in my ears. This sigh seemed so clear as the scene in front of me was moving, and the picture kept moving forward until I saw an equally white wooden door at the end of the corridor.

At this time, the door opened silently. I could not see the situation inside the door. I could only see a girl with brown curly hair, green on the left and yellow demon eyes standing in the door, looking at me expressionlessly, and I seemed to be falling down slowly. At this moment, the voice that had been sighing finally spoke, which was a somewhat low female voice, she said in almost whispering words:

“Go,andfindhim…”

...

I opened my eyes again and found that this was a room of about fifteen square meters. There were already some old wallpaper and red wooden floors in the room, which made the room look a little old. In addition to the bed where I was lying down, there was also the wardrobe close to the window, which was the only two furniture in the room, but there were some clothes scattered on the chairs around, which made the room feel a little messy.

I shook my head and started to get up and put on my clothes. I still have work to do today.

This person is called Farr - OK, please allow me to use the word "this person". Maybe it was my dream just now, which made my mind a little confused. After washing up, I still didn't feel sober, but I knew that I had to go out because I still had to go to work.

I put on my leather shoes and put on a black nick coat. I opened the white door in front of me. Isn’t it the scene in my dream just now? It’s just that there are no windows in this corridor, so there is no sunshine. The doors in each room are relatively staggered. The floor is indeed red wooden floor, but an old yellow patterned carpet is laid on it.

"What the hell am I thinking..."

I shook my head, but I didn't close the door because not far away, an argument was happening, a room about thirty meters away from the door. The same white door was now open, and the residents there, an old couple, were standing at the door and arguing with two men.

The old couple was an ordinary elderly couple. The husband was wearing a slightly ginger sweater and a brown woolen hat. The wife was standing in the door and didn't see her appearance clearly. The two men were quarreling with them, one tall and the other were short. Both of them were wearing blackney coats similar to mine. They were short and had short curly hair. The tall man was very strong. With a hairy head, they just had the word "thug" written on their foreheads.

For some reason, after seeing me go out, the two men stopped arguing with the old couple, said something and left. I closed the door behind me and walked forward. When I passed by the old couple, the old couple invited me in for a cup of tea, but I refused.

When I came downstairs, I didn't expect that there were many people in the lobby downstairs, who seemed to be queuing up. I was curious and also participated in the queue. Fortunately, it was my turn not long after.

"Two hundred yuan!" In the window like an old-style hospital registration office, a man in white clothes said to me carelessly.

I frowned, thinking that his charges were unreasonable. The reporter's intuition - am I a reporter? Yes, yes - asked me to take out two hundred yuan and exchange it for a note. I took out my cell phone and held the note in front of me - it was a ticket stub - and took it down with my cell phone.

Seeing my movements, the person inside shouted, "What are you taking random shots?"

"I didn't shoot you again!" I replied, then turned around and left here.

When I walked out of the gate, there was a busy street outside, which made the sound here a little harsh.

"Can you help us get it?" A voice sounded next to me. I turned my head and found that there were two women holding boxes. They should be a mother and daughter. Because they had similar appearances and the same yellow curly hair, I subconsciously took the box from one of them. Unexpectedly, the man picked up one from the ground and walked forward while saying something. I subconsciously followed them, but found that the noise around me had disappeared, and we came to a somewhat muddy path. At some point, we had already started talking. We were talking very enthusiastically, but we just didn't know what we were talking about - it was strange. This was my feeling, which made me feel that it was not me who was talking by myself...

It's not true.

As the picture in front of me changed, I returned to the corridor, but now it was like my dream. There was bright sunshine in the corridor. The doors on the left row disappeared and were replaced with drop-down windows facing the street, from which the sunlight came in.

This is the perspective of a woman named Lanti. She seems to be looking for something here. In my impression, she is looking for a girl, a girl with the same appearance as in my dream. A relaxed music suddenly appeared in my ears, as if it was country music. A slightly hoarse girl was singing, and the perspective was moving forward with the singing. In a trance, I seemed to be able to see myself wearing a white dress.

Although it was slow, I was still moving towards the white wooden door at the end of the corridor in the dream. When I stretched out my white and slender arms to open the door, the scene inside the room was so familiar - it was Farr's room. The room was still very messy. Although the only window was open, it seemed that there was no sunlight coming in because of the tall buildings next to me, which made the room very dark. I turned around and saw a man lying at the door-

——That was Fal in a black coat.

Turn the perspective again.

Why am I lying here? I lie at the door of my house? Yes, when the couple invited me in for tea, I agreed. When I walked into the room that was sunny, the old lady poured me a cup of tea with a white porcelain tea cup. The two kept nagging, saying that the two men wanted them to live together.

"Merge? There are already two people here, how can I merge?" I only heard this sentence clearly, and it was the last sentence, because the tall man with only the word "thug" on his forehead returned, broke into the house, and killed everyone in the house with a pistol-

Including me...

Then shouldn't I be dead? No, this seems to be another situation, a... dream, I know that I will die if I promised the old couple's invitation, because I have seen this result, but I don't know why I was lying here, and there was the girl with demonic eyes in front of me.

"That's great! I've been looking for it for a long time, and it turns out that I'm her!" It's like an hallucination. With a black mist, the girl of demon eyes disappeared. A woman in a white dress appeared in front of me. She was Randy. She pulled me up and said something to me. I suddenly felt that I shouldn't say this now, and I should leave here as soon as possible, because...

Because the thug man... seems that the man named Yi or something is coming soon. He is a murderer, and he may kill me!

Just as I was thinking about this, the man suddenly walked out of the corridor, without any special expression, so he reached out to grab my shoulder. I flashed sideways, and the man seemed to have tripped down and fell into the house. I subconsciously pulled Lanti out, but gunfire sounded behind him, but we were fine. When we turned around, we saw that the man was reaching his hand under my bed and shooting at something under the bed!

"Is it strange?" The man threw away the bulletless pistol, stood up, and said to us, "I have been very scared of the underbed since I was a child. I don't know what I am afraid of, but because of this fear, what I am doing recently..."

"?Shu?p>Another gunshot, the man fell down, and the one who shot was the relatively thin man. The man held the gun, squeezed through Lanti and me, and entered the room. Looking at the tall and strong man lying on the ground, he seemed to say to himself: "Control a person is actually very simple. I just used such a simple thing to control him, but he shouldn't wake up."

For some reason, I suddenly felt very angry and rushed over to grab the gun from his hand. I succeeded, but I failed. The gun successfully left the man's hand, and the man was pressed on the windowsill. My upper body was poked out of the window, as if it was about to fall down.

"It's not because the building blocks light, but because it's going to rain?" For some reason, at this urgent moment, I had the leisure to look at the falling raindrops in the sky and thought so.

Maybe I wanted to push me down too much, right? The man seemed to have used the wrong force, and fell out of the window first, but took me out too. However, I did not fall down, but lay on the iron frame outside the window. The iron frame was very narrow, an iron frame for flower pots, lying on it. Looking at the heavy rain beside me, I suddenly remember who Lanti was. She was actually my neighbor, living in the door on the side of me. I remember she said a few days ago:

“The iron rack for flowers is very useful.”

indeed……

...

I opened my eyes again. It was pitch black and quiet around me. There was only the sound of my laptop working. I suddenly felt very thirsty. I pulled the desk lamp next to me and went out to pour myself a glass of water. Inadvertently, I glanced at the clock on the table. Time, only an hour passed...

For some reason, I suddenly smiled, came to my laptop and sat down, took a look at the download progress that I didn't move forward much. I opened word and recorded the dream...

(The characters in the dream seem to have prototypes. Fall looks very much like the male protagonist in "The Mind Killer", but his dress is much more old-fashioned; Randy seems to have seen it in some movie, but he can't remember it; the thug man looks very much like the origami killer in "The Rain"; the thin man looks very much like Snape in HP, but his hair is much shorter. As for others, they don't have this kind of treatment, they are just symbols. There is also that song, which I remembered later, and it turned out to be the theme song of "Silent Hill 2".)
Chapter completed!