"Drip ......"

"Drip ......"

"Drip ......"

Little by little, the moist and cold liquid splashed on his forehead and slid down his cheeks, gradually soaking the pillow and sheets that were on his pillow.

The air became heavier and heavier, as if deprived of oxygen, making it almost impossible to breathe, leaving the mouth open and wheezing heavily, trying to maintain the oxygen supply to the lungs.

"Hah...... Ha ......"

Du Wei only felt as if he was being pressed by something, lying on the bed and unable to move at all, no matter how hard he struggled, it was in vain.

He knew he was having a nightmare, but he couldn't control himself from waking up.

It's hard to imagine.

Any normal person, when they realize that they have a nightmare, will resist because of their body's instincts, which will cause them to wake up from the dream.

For example, a sudden feeling of weightlessness in sleep, inexplicable heart palpitations.

People who specialize in human psychology and consciousness can often subconsciously remove themselves from their dreams, or change their dreams.

But Du Wei couldn't do it, or rather, he fell into a deeper dream, and could only wait for his physical awakening.

His consciousness is chaotic, he can barely think, and can only bear the experience of nightmares in a daze.

Drops of unknown liquid dripped on Du Wei's face, and some of them went into his eyes and mouth, and it was a terrible feeling.

He felt a physiological disgust, the smell of the unknown liquid making him instinctively irritable, and he tried to scream, but to no avail.

The calmness and sanity of the past seem to have become the worst camouflage in the dream, and when it is gently revealed, what is revealed is an ordinary soul, no different from you and me.

Du Wei felt like he was about to lose his breath and was about to suffocate.

It is difficult to suppress the fear brought about by physiology and stay calm.

Especially in dreams, which are the most vulnerable home of human beings and the most powerless.

"Hoo ......"

Du Wei let out a sigh, his chest rose and fell violently, his body bulged up involuntarily, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a woman dressed as a clergyman and a nun suspended above, opening her mouth, and black and brown blood slowly dripping down from her hideous fangs.

The body is parallel and the eyes are facing each other.

It stared at Du Wei with a strange and malicious smile on its lips.

Du Wei felt a sharp pain in his heart, and for no reason, he had a huge fear in his heart.

The originally clear and calm deep black pupils shrank suddenly, and the whites of the eyes were crawling with dense bloodshots.

……

Monday, May 18, 2:19 a.m.

Inside the bedroom on the second floor of the psychological counseling clinic.

Suddenly, Du Wei sat up from the bed, his breathing was slightly short, and his face was unusually pale, as if he was a patient who had just recovered from a serious illness.

He stretched out his right hand, supported his forehead, and rubbed it gently.

"What a weird dream ......"

Du Wei's voice was hoarse, and he frowned in extreme pain.

When I think of what I experienced in my dream, I feel nauseous from the bottom of my heart, and even my stomach twitches faintly, and I feel a violent feeling of vomiting.

Lifting the quilt, Du Wei put on his slippers and was about to go to the bathroom, but when he reached the door, he stopped again.

The bedroom door that was originally intact had been destroyed in contact with the second evil spirit the day before yesterday, and he had already demolished it, and the new wooden door had not yet been delivered.

Therefore, at this time, the space from the bedroom to the second floor is unobstructed.

And at this time, on the ground at the door.

An object the size of a basketball sat silently on the ground, some shadows fanning out behind the object, like congealed blood.

Du Wei exhaled, his eyes became extremely cold, he pressed the light switch in the bedroom, and with the other hand pulled a pistol from the pocket of his pajamas.

"I don't have a habit of littering, so it's an evil spirit again?"

As the lights turned on, the pistol's safety was also opened.

However, what catches the eye is ......

It was a human head covered in dried blood.

The shadow, maroon hair, knotted with some blood, looked like weeds.

Du Wei's face instantly turned strange.

"A human head?"

Holding the gun, he pulled out the silver cross dagger that he had placed close to him with his backhand, and leaned in.

"Is it Roy?"

At such a close distance, Du Wei could see the face of the human head clearly, and the originally delicate facial features were distorted into one piece at this time, and after a large piece of blood coagulated under the skin, it showed a sauce color.

Only a pair of eyes were wide open, and they could see the original blue color.

And the huge wound under the head seemed to be torn off by a huge force.

It's Roy......

Du Wei's eyes regained his calm, walked over, and without looking, came to the bathroom.

For these terrifying events beyond reality, he has been able to face them calmly, and even turn a blind eye to them to some extent.

After all, whether it is evil spirits or some strange things, most of their power sources come from human terror and emotions, and the more intense the mood swings, the faster they will let themselves die.

At this time, inside the restroom.

The lights were working and the faucets didn't turn on inexplicably.

After twisting the faucet, clear, cold water flowed out.

Du Wei washed his face, his head was clear, he looked at the bottom of the sink, took a deep breath, then turned his head and walked out of the bathroom, back to the bedroom.

Da Da Da ......

Only footsteps sounded in the room.

Outside, the rain continued to fall, showing no signs of abating.

And the latest weather forecast shows that the next week will be such a continuous rainstorm.

……

Early morning, 6:20.

Du Wei drove the Subaru Impreza from the psychic counseling clinic and went straight to the church where Father Tony was.

By the time he arrived, there were already many people praying in the church.

Du Wei didn't have a so-called faith, and he didn't like the church thing, so he just glanced at Father Tony in the church stand and sat down in a corner.

At this moment, a woman sitting in front of him, sobbing with her head down, caught his attention.

Looking at the back, the woman is slightly hunchbacked, her black hair is tied into a ponytail, and the suspender shirt exposes her shoulders, and you can see that her skin is yellowish, and she seems to be Asian.

In the West, prayer is a very sacred thing, and when a person is unable to control his emotions while praying, and when he sobs, crys, etc., it is often that the person is experiencing pain and suffering that ordinary people cannot bear.

Du Wei remembers seeing some cases in the past where some murderers and their family members became very emotional because of their inner turmoil and apprehension when they prayed, and they were finally reported and brought to justice.

Of course, the priest does not do such a thing, because as a man of faith, the priest will never violate his rules and betray the secrets of any speaker.

Looking at this woman, he was guessing the reason for her sobbing, when suddenly, Du Wei's eyes were dry, and a sharp buzzing sound came from his ears.

Vision......