People dream.

When you are dreaming, the world in your dream actually revolves around you.

You can have what you want.

As long as it matches your perception, anything can happen.

And the subconscious self-protection will not let you dream of things that you can't accept.

Du Wei's dream is not the same as that of a normal person.

He had nuns in his dreams.

So in fact, when his dream was tainted with a curse, it no longer belonged to him.

He lost the power, or authority, to decide on dreams.

In the dream, everything was malicious to him.

……

When you hear the sound of a lulatome.

"Freddy" appears outside the dissecting room, wearing a trench coat, a terrified face, and a black top hat on top of his head.

How to look, how wrong.

Freddy makes a deal with Dewey to kill Dewey.

But what exactly the deal was, it can't remember.

Although it is not an evil spirit, it is not human.

It thought it must be crazy, otherwise how could it possibly agree?

"I can't kill that devil at all, he must have done something to me that I don't know."

"Damn, I must find that dissection room, I must go back, the dream outside is terrible."

The dissection room was Du Wei's subconscious dream, and it was the safest place.

Leaving the dissection room, the dream outside was no longer something Freddy could bear.

Indoor and outdoor, it's two worlds entirely.

At this time, what was presented in front of Freddy was a scene of extreme absurdity.

It saw a city in ruin—New York.

The original asphalt road was covered with moss.

The tall concrete buildings are lined with huge trees, and the branches of the trees hold the buildings tightly.

The smell of decay filled the air, as if a corpse was metabolizing.

Freddy wandered down the street, his sharp right hand rubbing together from time to time, as if he was uneasy.

"Damn, I look like I'm being targeted by something, is that it?"

This refers to the nun.

Freddy didn't know how he came to know the word nun, and he was terrified now.

Because the moment the nun stared at it, it felt like the fear and powerlessness of the people on Elm Street, tying themselves to the banyan tree and lighting the fire.

"Du Wei, don't let me find you, or I'll kill you, I swear!"

Freddy gritted his teeth and hurried towards the psychiatric clinic in this dream.

It didn't know why it had the specific location of the counseling clinic in its mind, and its mind was extremely active, with a lot of thoughts flashing every second.

There was a will telling it that it could only meet Du Wei and kill him if he entered the counseling clinic.

It felt as if it could manipulate the dream.

Soon, I arrived at the door of the psychological counseling clinic.

Can be followed by ......

Freddy shuddered, twisting his neck stiffly, only to see a shadow appear in the doorway.

The shadow was very tall and clinging to the door.

It happens to be the silhouette of a nun.

Even if there was no entity, it had already scared Freddy so hard that it even felt like its consciousness was frozen.

"Escape ......"

There was only one thought in Freddy's mind, so he turned around and walked away without hesitation.

It's just that, in the next second, its body stiffened.

It saw the nun's shadow appear behind it.

The whole shadow was stretched very long.

Looking back at the shadow, Freddy saw the nun standing in the distance, staring at it.

Such a close distance.

Freddy could even see all the details of the nun's body, from the skin to the pupils, from the clothes to the nails......

The huge feeling of oppression made Freddy tremble.

It's a mental torture.

Freddy turned his head, gritted his teeth, and rushed towards the counseling clinic.

The nun just stood there, with no intention of catching up.

……

From the street to the psychological counseling clinic, about four meters away, Freddy only felt a change in front of his eyes, and came to the door of the clinic.

It grabbed the doorknob, slammed it in, and then closed the door directly.

After doing this, it froze.

"Wait...... Why am I, why am I acting like a person? ”

"I could disappear and reappear in an instant, ignoring space and distance, but why...... Why is my ability gone? ”

Freddy reached out and stroked his face with a very frightened expression.

It thought of something very terrible.

The dream seems to be its own......

"Damn Dewey, what the hell did you do to me?"

"It's okay for you to play with your own dreams, why do you want to bring me with you."

"Where the hell are you now?"

Freddy screamed loudly, and ran towards the clinic's second-floor bedroom.

"This dream is wrong, it's my dream, but it doesn't seem to be my dream, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to lose my ability in the dream."

"I'm only going to get stronger."

Freddy rushed upstairs and pushed open the bedroom door.

From the door of the clinic to the door of the bedroom, it should have been locked, but in the dream it was completely useless to Freddy, as if all the rules were open to it.

In the bedroom.

Freddy's eyes were on the head of the bed.

An inexplicable thought came to its mind: "There should be an oil painting here." ”

The next second.

An oil painting really appeared on the head of the bed.

Black and white are staggered, distorted......

The moment the painting appeared, the picture distorted, and Freddy's eyes became more and more dazed.

It muttered, "Eyes...... Dream...... Eye...... Dreams, kill you...... Dream...... Kill you in a dream. ”

The sound is choppy.

Freddy only felt that the forgotten information in his consciousness came out little by little when he saw this oil painting.

At the same time, the oil painting also changed from a distorted state of black and white to gradually clear, and a vague outline of a human figure was faintly visible.

The first thing that becomes clear is the area of the eye.

Freddy looked at those eyes, and his expression became more and more hideous: "Dream...... Damn dreams, am I dreaming, or are you dreaming? ”

"What did you do to me?"

It roared at the painting.

But suddenly, the temperature in the whole bedroom became extremely low......

An extremely terrifying aura that made people's souls tremble appeared in the house.

Freddy knew that the nun had entered the counseling clinic.

When it opened the door on its own, it had already opened the permission of the dream, which was equivalent to inviting a nun.

Freddy said with a cruel smile: "But I am not the devil of Du Wei, if I want to die, he should die, and it has nothing to do with Freddy!" ”

But......

As soon as he said this, Freddy's expression froze......

It saw that the figure on the painting was completely clear.

But it was not Dewey who was painted on it, but himself.

"Why am I in the painting? And not you? ”

Freddy in the painting smirked at it, "Because you're Dewey now." ”

After that......

Freddy's expression outside the painting became uncontrollably indifferent, and his appearance and clothes all changed to Dewey's appearance.

It finally understood the problem, and roared wildly in its heart: "Du Wei, you let me dream in your dreams, let me become you, and you yourself became me in your dreams." ”

"You devil, you're absolutely insane!"

But by this time, the nun had already appeared in the bedroom, and put her hands on the shoulders of "Du Wei".

The nun was condescending, her hideous mouth open, her sharp fangs extended, and the black liquid slowly dripped down its body.

Freddy, who was in the painting, was also expressionless, stretched out his sharp right hand, poked out of the painting, and also launched an attack on this "Du Wei".

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