The evening glow shines through the window, turning the room in a dim light.

There was an inexplicable buzzing sound in my ears, and the sound seemed to be there or not, like tinnitus and a mysterious call far away in the sky.

Marcus sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes stiff, his hair disheveled, and he looked like he hadn't woken up yet.

However, at this time, his mind had already turned upside down......

"Dream man, does it really exist?"

Marcus muttered in a low voice, he continued to experience the inexplicable feeling in the dream, until the feeling began to subside, and then he reluctantly opened the drawer next to him and recorded everything in the dream.

As a lover of dreams, he has this special hobby, recording all the interesting dreams he has every time, so that he can recall them quickly when he recalls them in the future.

And this way is also a way that lucid dreamers like to do.

According to scientific theories, dreams are actually the product of the subconscious, such as dreaming of looking for a toilet everywhere, just because you drink too much water before going to bed, which produces the urge to urinate, and if you encounter a situation that makes you at a loss in reality, it is also possible to express it in the form of non-stop running in the dream.

The so-called dream is born from the heart, and this is the truth.

Lucid dreaming, on the other hand, is a special physiological concept of dreams.

When ordinary people dream, they have no ability to think, and their meaning diverges with the divergence of dreams, just like a walking corpse.

However, in the state of lucid dreaming, dreamers can have the ability to think and remember when they are awake in their dreams, they will think like in reality, to observe this dreamless realm, and some people can even actively manipulate the dream.

This is actually a kind of communication between the subconscious and the surface consciousness, a communication between the self and the id.

"I didn't expect that the lucid dream, which was originally only done once in a long time, appeared again this time, and it was in such a situation...... Sure enough, Dream Man has magical powers. ”

The words of the man in the dream still echoed in his ears, but a touch of strangeness appeared in Marcus's eyes, and he had a feeling that maybe the man in the dream was the meaning of the dream that he had been looking for.

"Because I want you to appear, that's why you appear, Dream Man, what's the difference between you and God?"

He looked at the strange printed face on the table again, and a frenzy gradually appeared in his eyes......

……

Soon it was night again.

Sonimo finishes his day's lessons, and he returns to his dorm room, only to find that his roommate is still not there.

"What the hell is this kid doing these days?"

Sonimo muttered a little strangely, he opened the forum again, wanting to see what new discoveries were made in the message that day, but as soon as he boarded the website, he saw that on the front page of the forum, there was a large and bold title on the top, nothing else, it was the one he saw last night.

At this time, the post was not as simple as dozens of replies, but had skyrocketed to tens of thousands of replies, and the popularity of the post broke through the sky.

"How do you get ......?"

Sonimo's heart tightened, he hurriedly clicked on the post, but saw countless posts made by people underneath, and the content was surprisingly consistent!

[I really shouldn't read this post before going to bed, can you believe it, after I saw the photo of this man, I really dreamed of him in a dream, that dream is very weird, this man seems to have said something to me! 】

[Coincidentally, I also dreamed, the man said that his name was Dream Man, and he also said a lot of things that made sense, wouldn't it......]

[It's disgusting, that dream, I don't know if you're making trouble here, but I really dreamed of him, it's a nightmare, the key is that I'm a person who rarely dreams! 】

[It's so weird, this guy appeared in my dream......]

[Have you all dreamed of it?] No, he appeared in my dreams too! 】

【……】

Sonimo kept pulling down, stripe by strip, page by page...... He looked at the remarks with a striking similarity, and almost all of these comments were one content, that is, after reading this post last night, he dreamed of this man in his dreams!

Seeing this scene, Sonimo couldn't help frowning, it seems that the source of this picture can't be concealed at all.

Extinguishing the thought of taking this picture as his own, Sonimo felt a little regretful, then turned off the computer, leaned back on the bed and began to swipe his phone.

Brushing and brushing, a wave of sleepiness came silently, and Sonimo yawned, and then slowly lowered his head......

……

When Molly regained her senses, she found herself standing in a small, dark room.

The fluorescent lamps overhead flickered, but at their brightest they could only illuminate a range of two or three meters, and the rest of the room remained dim.

The room was empty, and the only thing left was an old wooden door directly in front of him, and a sink next to the wooden door.

There was a ticking sound of water in the sink, and a frosted glass window on the old door brought in a new light from the dim light outside.

There was silence in the room.

However, in the midst of this silence, there was a faint sound of footsteps approaching.

Smack!

Smack!

Smack......

"Who's ......?"

Standing in the dark, Molly felt a faint sense of foreboding, and she slowly stepped back, keeping herself buried in the darkness.

The footsteps grew closer, and the air in the room became more oppressive, and Molly retreated to the corner of the room, leaning against the wall completely.

At that moment, a dark shadow reflected on the window of the door through the dim light of the hallway.

Footsteps, stopped.

"Who is it and who's there? ……”

Molly asked in a low voice again, but her voice was filled with fear.

Click......

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound from the doorknob, the sound was like a thunderclap, which made Molly's whole body spasm, and the next second, the wooden door suddenly let out a long creaking sound, the sound was extremely harsh, as if it was an echo from hell.

As the wooden door slowly opened, a hand poked in through the door.

Molly covered her mouth, and from her vantage point, she could see that the owner of the hand was wearing a crimson red rope on his wrist......

"Yikes!"

Molly sat up suddenly, clutching her chest in horror and gasping for breath.

"Molly, what's wrong with you?"

The roommate's voice came from the bed next to him, with a hint of concern, "Is it a nightmare?" ”

"It seems to be ......"

Molly nodded, and she got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, throwing a lot of cold water on her face, and then she felt better.

Walking out of the bathroom again, she did not continue to sleep, but thought about it, took out the pattern from the drawer again that she had retrieved from the society during the day, and looked at it carefully.

Sure enough, the man in the dream was exactly the same as the person in the pattern...... Cool text

"What are you looking at?"

The roommate did not blame Molly for disturbing his sleep, but ran to Molly's side barefoot, and immediately saw the pattern in Jasmine's hand.

"It's scary! What is it? ”

She asked curiously.

"It's ......"

Molly opened her mouth, then remembered the name Sonimo had said during the day when she was in the club, and immediately said, "His name is ...... Dream man. ”

"Dream man?"

The roommate let out a sigh.

Ignoring the chatter of her roommates on the side, Molly began to recall her dream just now, but at this time, she found that her dream began to appear blurry, and the only thing she remembered was the scene where the man opened the door and walked towards her step by step.

And the most bizarre thing is that the man shook his head as he walked, and even shook his head out of the afterimage......

The other party seemed to say something, and he didn't seem to say it, but he had forgotten it after waking up from the dream.

Molly scratched her head in annoyance, eager to remember what the other party had said, but the more she did, the more she couldn't remember.

Then she saw her wrist in the afterglow, and suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration!

The other party's wrist seems to be wearing a red rope.

The moment she thought of this, she faintly felt an urge in her heart, and then she opened the drawer like a ghost, found a piece of red rope from it, and put it on her wrist.

At the moment of putting it on, a faint feeling of peace of mind appeared in her heart, as if this red rope could protect her from harm.

Then she climbed into bed again and fell asleep......

……

When Sonimo woke up again, it was already early in the morning.

He slowly stretched his waist, only to feel that he had slept extremely sweetly last night, and the previous fatigue was swept away.

There was still a picture of the dream man on the table, but at this time, in his eyes, this picture was completely less terrible than before, because in last night's dream, he and the dream man had a long talk and talked about a lot of things.

"I didn't expect that not only did I dream on the first day, but I also dreamed last night......"

Sonimo shook his head, just about to get up for class, but at that moment, he heard a commotion outside the window.

"What happened?"

Curious, Sonimo stood up, opened the curtains and looked out, only to see a large number of people gathered at the bottom of the building, gathered in front of the bulletin board to discuss something lively, some whispering, some laughing.

In the crowd, Sonimo even saw Marcus.

Maybe there's something new?

Seeing this, Sonimo didn't care, he quickly went to the bathroom to finish washing, then changed into clean clothes, turned around and walked downstairs.

It wasn't until he reached the bottom of the building that he realized that the group had not dispersed, and dozens of people had gathered to look at the huge bulletin board in front of the dormitory building.

But when Sonimo followed everyone's gaze and looked at the billboard, he was stunned.

On a bulletin board, the size of a blackboard, was posted on a huge piece of white paper, on which was a strange human face, bald, with thick eyebrows, large, hollow eyes, and a huge mouth.

Who is not Dream Man?

Seeing this, Sonimo gasped.

Just then, Marcus walked out of the crowd and was about to turn away while talking loudly to the crowd.

Seeing this, Sonimo hurriedly followed, and he grabbed Marcus, "Hey, why is this pattern here?" ”

"I enlarged and printed it out."

Marcus replied calmly, "And I also know that this picture was not created by you, but you found it from the Internet, am I right?" ”

"Uh, yes."

Sonimo nodded a little awkwardly, and then arrived, "But this picture has the power to give people nightmares, and you won't have a problem doing this?" ”

"Who says you're going to have nightmares?"

Hearing this, Marcus stopped, he slowly turned his head and looked directly at Sonimo, "As long as you are willing to accept Dream Man, he will also put down his body and talk to you in an approachable manner, won't he?" ”

Seeing the other party's eyes, for some reason, Sonimo suddenly felt a little chilled, he nodded, "Okay, it's my fault, I really didn't have a nightmare last night...... But ......"

"No, but!"

Marcus narrowed his eyes, and he solemnly put his hands on Sonimo's shoulders, "Have you ever thought that Dream Man is probably the evidence of the existence of the gods we have been looking for?" ”

"God...... What do you mean? ”

Sonimo was even more at a loss, he subconsciously wanted to retreat, but his shoulders were clamped to death, and he could not escape.

"Dreams are symbols of the human subconscious, and the subconscious is a symbol of all the thoughts and desires of the human heart......"

Marcus said with a solemn expression, "It is precisely because human beings are eager for the appearance of God that countless people's subconscious minds show a high degree of consistency, and when these consistent forces are condensed in one place, sooner or later they will affect reality, so Dream Man has appeared......"

"This is what Dream Man told me personally, because we want him to appear in our hearts, that's why he will appear, everything is as simple as that!"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Sonimo was completely stunned, he looked at Marcus, whose expression gradually changed from calm to fanatical, and at this moment, he seemed to see a religious fanatic.

Looking at Marcus, who was a little crazy, he hurriedly broke free from the other party, but saw that Marcus had a thick red rope tied to his right wrist.

"It's ......"

Sonimo only felt his scalp tingle, because he remembered that in the hand of the dream man in the dream, there was also such a red rope!

"Ah, you saw it."

Seeing Sonimo staring at his wrist, Marcuston laughed grimly, he raised his hand, revealing the red rope on his wrist, "This is the evidence of believing in Dream Man, Sonimo, you are my evangelist, you must also wear this red rope, understand?" ”

"Marcus, you're crazy!"

Sonimo shouted excitedly, and then he quickly turned around and fled quickly despite everyone's surprised gazes, until he ran into the school building and couldn't see Marcus at all, and then he gasped for air with his back against the wall.

Finally dodged the ......

I really didn't expect that just a pattern would have such a huge impact, and even Marcus was stunned.

Thinking of this, Sanimo seemed to think of something, he quickly took out his mobile phone and logged in to the dream forum again.

But what made him shudder was that it was not only the top of the forum's homepage, at this time, in the entire forum, almost every page of the post could see someone talking about Dream Man, and the reprint logo of the previous pinned post had also shown more than 100,000 reprints.

In other words, in fact, Dream Man has transcended this forum and began to spread on the Internet......

At this time, Sunimo had already faintly remorseed, and he probably shouldn't have let this picture be exposed on campus.

The power of this picture is far greater and more terrifying than I imagined.