June 12th, around 5 p.m.

After saying goodbye to Tom and Father Tony, Dewey returned to the counseling clinic.

He didn't have a lot of things to do in the past two days, and he chose the right evil spirit marker, which he also put after his father-in-law Lawrence delivered the antiques.

In the past two days, he wanted to give himself a vacation, so as not to be mentally exhausted and tense for a long time.

Well......

At the very least, relax during the day and come into contact with evil spirits at night.

After all, according to his plan, after a while, he will basically start to solve the problem of the curse, so as not to cause more trouble if the curse does not intensify.

But before that, Du Wei was going to test the curse and find out what his own dream was all about.

Only in this way can we know exactly how long the nun is still away from jumping from dream to reality.

You have to give yourself a respite......

……

In the bedroom on the second floor of the clinic.

Du Wei was wearing a pale yellow windbreaker, looking at the bright sun outside the window, and his slightly cold temperament was swept away.

It feels very comfortable.

Everyone dreams, and the currently known causes of dream formation are divided into two aspects: physiological and psychological, but even in the known aspects, no one can explain the mechanism and principle of dream formation.

Everything in the dream is based on human memory and cognition, and contains information elements such as the five senses.

When a person has strong fantasies, in some cases it is possible to dream about what he wants.

Unreal, yet real.

"But in my dreams, I can't move ...... except for my demonic right hand."

Du Wei looked at the sun outside the window and began to think.

What he had experienced in his dreams before, he had not forgotten until now.

Once he dreams, he is likely to get into a very troubled situation, and he can only hold on until the end of the dream, when he can open his eyes and see the nun.

For Du Wei, dreams and reality are basically opposites.

In reality, his right hand will be unconscious, like a corpse.

But in the dream, his right hand was able to regain consciousness, and the definition of man and evil spirit was very blurred—he could not move except his body.

"I can't be as passive as I used to, at least I have to be able to do something in my dreams, otherwise it doesn't make a lot of sense to just have a positive contact with a nun."

Du Wei whispered, turned his head to look at the backpack on the bedside and the oil painting hanging on it, he hesitated, closed the curtain and walked over slowly.

"I can use the clown card to make a wish, and the current black shadow should be able to hold out for a while longer, and make three or four wishes, it's not a big problem."

"And if only evil spirits can move freely in dreams, I can put on a mask and put on the shell of a black shadow......"

Du Wei said as he collected his thoughts.

He took the mask out of his backpack and put it on his face, and the light in the room immediately dimmed.

The black shadow came out of the gloom in the corner, its outline much clearer than before, like a colored line drawing, black and deep......

As soon as it appeared, it was a malicious gaze that Du Wei was familiar with, without any concealment.

Even though it had become a masked evil spirit and was classified as safe and harmless, it still did not give up the idea of killing Du Wei.

Persistent and rigid.

In the next second, the black shadow and Du Wei overlapped.

In the state of spiritual vision, he saw that his body was covered with a layer of gray things, and a surging malice also appeared in his mind.

It's much more terrifying and intense than before.

But Du Wei completely ignored it, he had long been accustomed to it.

Pulling out the clown card from his pocket, Du Wei whispered, "When I enter the dream world, I will be free, and my objects in reality will also be brought to my dreams." ”

After speaking.

The masked man on the clown card also began to rot on his other leg, and there were no bones left.

But the strange thing is that he did not fall, but instead lost his legs, suspended in the air.

Seeing this, Du Wei couldn't help but say: "Two legs, two hands, then the torso, and finally the head, when I completely disappear on the card, is it when you explode?" ”

You are referring to the evil spirit in the clown card.

Although Du Wei was asking, his tone was very determined.

It seems that the assimilation of the dark shadow to make the dark shadow stronger against the evil spirits can only be used once.

The next time, it will come out of the card and kill Dewey.

But for Du Wei, this is meaningless, because by that time, he must have marked a lot of evil spirits, and no matter what, he can kill this evil spirit.

What he needed was always the ability to make wishes, not the evil spirits themselves.

"It's time to go to bed."

Du Wei spoke calmly, and then he lay down on the bed and covered himself with the quilt.

It's 5:10 p.m.

The sun hung high in the sky with no sign of setting.

Du Wei slowly closed his eyes, he knew that this would be a pipe dream.

……

Meanwhile.

In various neighborhoods and places in New York, some strange things have happened.

Someone was working in the company, but suddenly closed his eyes and lay on the desk at the workstation.

Some people are praying at home, but as soon as their eyes are closed, they fall asleep.

The nightmare is beginning.

……

Tick ......

Tick......

I heard the sound of water dripping on the ground, it seemed that the faucet in the bathroom was not turned off tightly, or the kitchen sink was leaking.

The nose shines through the mask, and the air you breathe is slightly moist.

What you can feel underneath you is the soft sheets.

"Hoo ......"

Du Wei snapped open his eyes and took a deep breath.

At this time, the scene presented to his eyes was very strange, the place was his home, but the hues he saw in his eyes were much less.

It's a bit like the visual experience that I saw for the first time when I just developed a color TV in the last century.

It's dim......

It's still a bedroom, but everything around you is completely different.

The walls were cracked, large cracks like cobwebs spreading, dust was everywhere, and even the windows were in disrepair, hanging from the outside, fixed with only one screw, ready to fall at any moment.

There were even some black-brown blood clots clotted together on the ground.

Du Wei looked at the familiar and unfamiliar bedroom expressionlessly, and sat up from the bed as soon as he stretched out his hand.

At the head of the bed, there was his backpack.

But the oil painting did not appear in the dream.

Du Wei frowned, picked up the backpack casually, checked the contents of it, and then carried it on his back.

Things were a little different from what he thought, and after entering the dream, it stands to reason that he should have seen the nun.

But in reality, it didn't.

"Let me see, where the hell are you?"

Du Wei touched the mask on his face and walked out of the bedroom.

Go downstairs.

A strange color flashed in his eyes.

The framed cabinet hung on the wall of the living room, and Annabelle trembled slightly inside, as if she was afraid of something.

And next to it, the place that belonged to the antique clock, but it was empty.

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