Synopsis: Madison's writing classmate, Ms. West, his only friend, is also a wonder woman with a story that will come to life, and she has written about things such as 'death' in Wales, the illegal youth center in Grande in the West End, and Madison and Riley's acquaintance...... She has a black cat called Biscuit.

Mrs. White had in her possession a register of the aliens given by Sbella, which contained all the code names that Sbella had given to Barton's aliens, and contained a 'dream' that Zach had suspected of referring to Lip.

End of the synopsis.

The space, as if filtered by a gray filter, is clear and open, but it makes people feel suffocated. No, there was no one here, not even a light source, in the space where it was, but there was brown dust floating on the rugged, cold, hard earth like the surface of the moon, reflecting phosphorescence.

Of course, this is not Barton, and probably not any place that exists in the real world, it is someone's dream.

A pinch of dust was kicked up on the rugged ground, and small black plush claws appeared abruptly in the space, and the slender tail stood erect behind him, swaying slightly, a, uh, black cat.

Voices began to appear in the space, "What is this place?"

The figure began to push away the swaying dust to gain space for his appearance, "Are you sure you want to go here?"

Wait a minute, make this figure clearer, and we can see who he is.

"Listen. He straightened his slightly wrinkled dress jacket first, "I appreciate you helping me." "Clear, it's Lip," but at least answer my question! I'm sure this cat isn't your real form, at least, let me know what's helping me? I'm not saying you're something, uh, what the hell are you......"

The black cat jumped on Lip's shoulder before the ground cracked under its soft four little paws, interrupting Lip's question.

The space was shaking, and the already potholed ground was full of cracks. It was as if this discordant world was about to collapse.

Lip was a little flustered and waved his arms on the hard ground he was standing on, "Please steady! Steady!Steady!" What was he yelling? "We're not intruders! We're not going to disturb your dreams!Just stay here, stay here for a while!Please, please steady......"

World...... Lip's request was followed. The gray space without light sources, the shaking phosphorescent floating dust, the potholed landmarks, and the suffocating and empty world have returned to their original stability.

"Whew-" with a long exhale, Lip bent over his knees with his hands, "It's dangerous......"

Stepping on the back of Lip's neck. Softly bypassing Lip's head, the black cat jumped back to the ground, and raised a small pinch of dust, but the cat's night-like black fluff did not stick to it, which was amazing. Plus, Lip swears. This cat gave itself a disdainful roll of the eyes when it landed!

"What's the matter!" Lip chased after the black cat dissatisfied, "I'm still weak!I don't want to be so weak!How do I know that the Holy Bishop's 'suicide will go to hell' is real!" Suicide, Lip committed suicide, "I knew that I wouldn't have attended the sanatorium worship service when I was alive! But now the standards of the Holy Lord's faith are so poor, and the dozing guys in the worship are counted as believers, and they must be included in the belief system to manage (reason)......"

The black cat turned its head and gave a clear expression that would scratch your face if you said it again. Belch.

"What's wrong with that. Lip frowned. "I'm telling you the truth, if it weren't for the call of hell affecting me and distracting me when I crossed the line, I wouldn't be the stunted I am now! I'm not as good as a filmmaker now. ”

The black cat gave another roll of his eyes, and paced the potholed land casually, probably because he was too lazy to comment.

"Well, thank you again. If it weren't for you, I would probably really be inferior to a shadow man, and I would have been dragged to hell to become a demon. ”

The black cat wagged its tail.

"What?" Lip frowned, "You don't think I'm necessarily going to be a demon? Well, it's just a stunted dream demon now......" he regrouped and his tone became positive, "When I get rid of these dreams!Find the timeline when I'm still alive and reconnect with the living human me, and I'll be able to do it all over again, correct some 'mistakes', and ...... again"

The black cat faced Lip and sat upright, looking at Lip talking to himself like a statue.

"What's wrong again?" Lip frowned again, and also looked at the black cat in front of him, "Listen, I thank you for showing up in my time of crisis and helping me, but, I don't know you, I don't even know what you are." So don't give me this look......"

The black cat doesn't move, the statue is the same.

"That's the look!"

statues are the same.

"Uh, can you stop looking at me like that! If you don't like what I'm saying, you can contradict me!"

The statue meowed, meowed......

"Ahhh Let's focus on getting out of the situation in front of me for now. Lip stopped looking at the black cat and looked around at the space he was in.

It was quiet for a long time, "Wow. It's the most boring dream I've ever seen. Lip crouched down and scratched twice on the ground, dusty and nothing, "There is no life in this place, the owner of the dream is going to hang up." ”

The black cat licked its paws.

Lip looked up, "There is no sky, no stars and suns, this man's brain has given up on imagination. Lip looked left and right, "There are no plants, no green things, or creatures, and he already knows that he has little life left but us." Lip stomped on the ground, "What is this place? Lip waved his hand and waved away the dust, "And it's about to be covered by the dust." Uh, I feel sad for the owner of this dream. ”

The Dream Demon's mercy lasted only a moment.

Snap, Lip clapped his hands, and rubbed his palms in spirit, "I'm leaving this place!" A faint, aurora-like halo began to shine from Lip's body, "Let me see, who is dreaming of such a boring place!"

"Meow~"

"It's not time!" Lip prepared to ignore the black cat. "It's not good for us to stay here, and if they do, we don't have a place to hide. ”

Wait, who are they?

The black cat jumped on Lip's shoulder once more, its slender black tail sweeping back and forth over the nightifi's face, despite Lip's scratching hand.

"You!" Lip was annoyed, grabbing the black cat on his shoulder. "Believe it or not, I ...... you"

One of the black cat's small paws pointed behind Lip.

Lip turned around, his face was terrible, "Beau, Boysen......"

Boyson, who didn't know when he appeared in this world, smiled and bent his body, his knuckles knocked on the raised boots, and he slammed stiffly, "It seems that I was finally lucky enough to find you." Dream. "I straighten the Poirot tie at the neckline. "Oh, cat, is this your companion, or is it ......" Boyson surveyed the space from the left back, "Something in a dream? ”

The black cat was protected in Lip's arms, and one hand was stretched forward to make a gesture not to approach Boyson, which was obviously useless. So he could only retreat on the surface of the pothole, shouting at Boyson meaninglessly. "Don't come here!"

"It's really sad. Boyson tilted his head, "I thought we were friends." ”

"Sibella is a friend, you are not!" Lip was clearly not prepared to give the other party a chance.

"Oh! it hurts. Boysen was still getting closer, "Why choose Sibella, it's not me, look at me." I'm in someone's dream, can Sbella do it?" Boyson was laughing, it was a show-off.

"I don't have a choice!" Lip was still receding, a faint halo radiating at the same time, and the stunted dream demon was praying. Please, please be sure to have someone in the same dream of such a place!

"Uh, too. You chose Grande. Boyson obviously noticed the halo on Lip, but he still kept smiling, because, the same halo, also emanating from him, "It's a little unfair, don't you think." Grande didn't give you any reason why you should help them, did he. It's us, okay, me and Sbella, to keep you safe while you're alive, and no one is bothering you because of your dream demon's specialness, right? ”

"And what are you doing now?" Lip shook his head and backed, "Why are you chasing me!

"Hehe, I want to help you. Boyson kept smiling, "You look weak, huh, what's going on? Look at you, trapped in such a suffocating place." This is different from the legendary dream demon legend that completes the breakthrough between reality and illusion. Hehe, Lip, you need help, let me help you. ”

"Help me? It's a lie! My current situation has nothing to do with you. Lip grimaced, "This is the process I have to go through as a dream demon, and I don't need your help." The meaning of this phrase is that it is normal for human Lip to die, lose contact with reality, return to the unreal, and be trapped in dreams. What is not normal is that Lip is now stunted and trapped in a dream with a cat.

"Hehe, how about I need your help?" Lip, let's not say nice things to comfort each other. Boyson's smile began to retract as the space began to tremble and cracks began to appear in the ground. This world, as if it was about to collapse because of the appearance of the invaders, "Let's make a deal, let's give each other a chance to start over, you get a chance to become a dream demon again, and I will take back the right to live in the north and south districts......"

Wait a minute! What did Boyson say? Residency rights in the North and South Districts!What does this wizard want to do? Is it trying to use Lip, the dream demon, to go back to the time before the barrier unfolds in Sibella, to prevent the barrier from appearing, and to reset the timeline in the real world outside the dream?!

It's a pity I didn't have to wait. The dream world has collapsed.

No, not the collapse, it was Lip, Lip's face was glowing with a blurred halo, as if a galaxy of light was peeling off from his body and spreading out to the entire space!

The cracked earth is rapidly healing, and the light like a gray filter is beginning to saturate and vivid.

"What are you doing??" Boyson looked around him, the hard and potholed earth began to soften and become muddy, the empty land began to have trees protruding and growing, and the quiet world began to mix with noisy sounds.

"Whew, whew!" a slightly rough gasp came out as Lip looked left and right, "Hug, sorry...... of course not to Boysen, "I said not to mess with your dreams, but I'm sorry, I don't know where the original bare place is, I can't find the connection between this place and other dreams, I can't jump out! I have to do something, make time, let this place at least have some life, let me find a way out!"

"It's useless. Boyson frowned, looking at the mud that had covered his boots, it was completely different here. Boyson turned sideways and let go of the soldiers who ran past him, "Look what you have done, to make a poor dying man dream back to war." ”

"At least I know where this place is now!" Lip still holding the black cat, "It's the war that ended ten years ago, this battlefield, Boyson, you'll be amazed at how many people will dream of this place, you can't find me again!"

"Oh, yes. Boyson bent over again and tapped his boot, "As long as my luck isn't exhausted, hehe, I feel like I can stay positive." "It's a trick, because when Boyson lifts up, the red spell suddenly bursts towards Lip!

Boyson wasn't ready to rely on his luck next time, he was going to catch Lip!

But.

Lip shuddered, and his body was penetrated.

Pulled and running by a soldier covered in mud, the man stood in Lipp's way, struck by a red spell.

The man stopped and said to the soldier beside him, "Something has shot me." "This voice is so familiar.

"What!" the soldier lunged at the man, crushing him to the ground, raising his gun alertly, "Where! Doctor! Where! Are you okay! Doctor! Are you hurt! Doctor!"

"Nope. Zach frowned and pushed away the soldier who was pressing on him, looking at the soldier with red eyes, "How many times have I said that bullets can't hurt me." Probably an illusion. ”

"Uh, uh......" The soldier's muddy face wiped over his dirty sleeve, "sorry, doctor! I forgot! I'll remember!"

Zach pursed the corners of his lips and slapped the mud on his body, the clothes were ruined, "Don't be sorry, cherish your own life, don't waste it, soldier." Zach looked around the left and back, and his gaze penetrated directly through the forced Lip and Boyson, of course, this is a dream, no one can look at anyone.

"Let's go. Zach patted the soldier, "Uh, who am I going to save this time?" ”

"My lieutenant, doctor! he's badly wounded!

"Well, don't waste your time. ”

The space is dark.

What a short dream. (To be continued.) )