Before telling a little bit about it, Tomato will tell you the familiar horror joke: it is said that several friends from a dormitory at a certain university visited classmate A's house during the summer vacation. Student A's family lives in a rural area, and his family grows and sells fruits. That night, a group of people turned off the lights and chatted until late at night, and then suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside, and everyone hurriedly returned to their beds and pretended to sleep.

Then I heard the door squeak and turn, and the door moved slowly, only to see the father of classmate A walking in, carrying a bright fruit knife in the knife.

Everyone was depressed about what the hell was my father going to do, and he didn't sleep for most of the night.

I saw classmate A's father walking towards them, and then reached out and touched the heads of several of them, not knocking his fingers twice, then sighed softly, turned around and left the room. After the classmate's father left, the brothers in the dormitory discussed what A's father was doing just now, but after the discussion, no one had a convincing explanation, so everyone decided to ask A's father the next day.

The next day, A's father prepared a rich fruit feast and waited for everyone to take their seats.

A's father smiled, "Everyone, eat quickly, I got up early this morning and prepared these for you." ”

All the students hurriedly thanked them in unison.

Later, classmate A's father sighed: "The most pity is that there is no watermelon platter, in fact, last night I dreamed that I went to the watermelon field for a turn, I wanted to pick a few watermelons for a few of you to eat, but then I knocked on the shell, and the watermelon was not ripe, so I didn't cut it." Where did I think that when I went to the watermelon field the next day, I really didn't get ripe, I'm really sorry for everyone......"

When the students heard this, they looked at each other in amazement, and no matter how good student A said, they would never dare to come to A's house again.

In fact, this story is just a version of the same story, but it brings us not only laughter, but also a burst of horror, and now that I think about it, my heart is a little hairy. As Tomato said before, there are two sources of inspiration for the Demon Doctor, one is schizophrenia and the other is sleepwalking.

Now let's focus on sleepwalking, which we are used to talking about, medically called "sleepwalking". It refers to a mixed state of sleep and wakefulness in which you get up to walk indoors or outdoors, or do some simple activities, before you are awake during sleep. These patients typically present with recurrent episodes of sleep that last from a few minutes to half an hour. During an attack, the sleepwalker suddenly stares at the eyes during sleep, but does not look at things, and then gets out of bed to perform some kind of activity while unconscious. When getting out of bed and walking, although it is pitch black, the patient usually does not touch anything and walks freely.

It is known that sleepwalkers have their eyes ajar or fully open, walk in the same posture as usual, and even perform some complex activities.

Sleepwalking is a bizarre state of consciousness in which the patient seems to be living only in their own world and has lost touch with others. Their mood can sometimes fluctuate a lot, and they even say a lot of nonsense, which is difficult for others to understand. During sleepwalking, the patient has a dull expression, basically does not respond to other people's stimuli, and is difficult to be forcibly aroused. Although the patient is unconscious, his movements seem to be purposeful, as if he is engaged in a very meaningful work. After the seizure, he can automatically return to bed and continue sleeping. Sleepwalking usually occurs during the first 1/3 of sleep, and wakes up the next morning in a state of confusion and complete oblivion about what happened during the night.

There are also a few horror stories about sleepwalking, which Tomato will post for you together, trying to see if everyone's fear of sleepwalking is strong:

Story (1) Strange classmates (for convenience, told in the first person, the protagonist is still classmate A) because the school where classmate A studies is a boarding house that is fully closed and only goes home once a month, the school is far away from the city, and the traffic is extremely inconvenient, and the most terrible thing is that their school is surrounded by mountains, and what is even more terrifying is that the mountain behind the dormitory is wrapped in large and small, new and old houses. At that time, many students were clamoring for a transfer school, not living in the school, etc. The school said, who doesn't die, not to mention that life is afraid of what is talking about where the ghost in this world comes from.

I am the most courageous of the students, and I am not a superstitious person, so when everyone is in a panic, I still do ideological work for others!

There was nothing strange as the days passed, and everyone didn't seem to be as timid as they were at the beginning, but if anyone had to go to the toilet in the middle of the night, everyone still had to walk together. The only thing that made me think strange was that the lights in the bedroom across from me were lit up at about two or three o'clock every day, so even if someone had to get up all night, they wouldn't have to be so punctual, right? The people in my dormitory felt strange, and finally one day I couldn't help it and asked the person in the opposite dormitory: Why do you have to get up every night, and it's the same time. What is scary is that they don't even know, and they say who will go to the toilet so late every day, and if so, they will definitely call someone else. But the eyes of the six of them are watching every night, should they ...... They looked at each other in a cold sweat.

That night they decided to look into the matter, and after all, the people in their dorm hadn't slept that night and had been watching the lights off all night to keep an eye on the other side of the dormitory. Suddenly, the opposite side was lit up as usual, and they saw through the glass on the door (there was a cat's eye on the door of the dormitory, and the teacher was rounding) that a boy seemed to be dressing up in front of the desk, and then blew his head for about half an hour, at this time he changed his clothes, carried a satchel, turned off the light, and opened the door and came out. Do we still expect him to go on a date, no, who cares about this in middle school now It's saying that even if it is, it doesn't have to be so late every day, and someone also said a terrible thing, the back of the school is a grave mountain, and he really can't guess the reason with everyone, I called the person who was in the same dormitory as the boy to follow him to see after all. I saw the boy walk downstairs and walk across the playground towards the grave hill behind the dormitory, we were all dumbfounded, everyone still mustered up the courage to follow, I saw him stop in front of a tombstone, and a group of us hid behind a tree to see what he was going to do, and the air seemed to be condensed, and everyone dared not come out of the atmosphere. I saw him kneeling on the ground and throwing the soil desperately with his hands, everyone looked at him as if he was crazy, and after a while he held half of the corpse with both hands, and then he took out the knife for eating Western food from his shoulder bag, and the fork was still around his chest, and the cloth was very good, and he began to enjoy it, everyone saw this scene, everyone's legs were weak, and the people in the boy's dormitory didn't go back that night, and they all hid in my bedroom.

The next day, everyone inspected that the boy was no different from ordinary, as if he had no impression of last night's events, we didn't think about tea and dinner, and in the evening we called the school guide, the teacher, the school doctor, a group of dozens of people went out with the boy at 3 o'clock in the middle of the night, he still dressed up as usual, blowing his head and carrying the bag of the so-called dining tools out of the house. He came back to last night's tombstone and continued the ...... he had eaten last night's leftovers Everyone was stunned, and the school doctor said that everyone should not make a sound, so as not to scare him, he is likely to be sleepwalking, usually people with this disease will do things that they can't imagine when people are asleep, he is serious, if someone yells at him now, his brain will suddenly wake up, and when he sees that he is eating dead bodies, he will probably be scared to death.

As a result, the boy A really had sleepwalking, his parents said that he used to get up in the middle of the night to get food from the refrigerator at home, and the next day he had no idea what he had done last night, and then he had to drop out of school, and the bedroom he lived in no one dared to live in and finally closed it.

Story (2) When I was in elementary school, my family went to other places to do business, and entrusted me to my neighbor who was close to the special railway. The neighbor has three children, the eldest is a daughter and I are classmates and very good friends, and below her are a pair of twin siblings of the opposite sex.

I've always slept with their three sisters, and I don't dare to sleep at home alone. Their house is a large room, and with a curtain on it, near the balcony is the bedroom for the four of us, with two beds. My friend slept with her brother and my sister with me. Her mother slept in a bed near the door, uncovered by a curtain. We got along very well and had nothing unusual to rest in the evening until one night - the moon was particularly bright that night, and our bedroom was close to the balcony and the moonlight was shining through the window. It is estimated that at about 1 o'clock, I was awakened by urine, and I was in a daze and wanted to cry out. Just as I rubbed my eyes and looked up, my heart almost popped out——— my friend's youngest sister, who slept with me, sat across from me (we slept on one head), staring at me with wide eyes and not moving. In the moonlight, his face looked extremely terrifying. I was half scared to death, and my hands and feet were frozen and I didn't know what to do. I didn't dare to call her or move, she just stared at me, I felt like I was about to become incontinent, hehe. What to do? What to do? I was scared half to death, and finally after a while. She fell down again, closed her eyes, and fell asleep. And I didn't feel sleepy anymore, so I got dressed in a panic and got out of bed and turned on the light. I got into my friend's bed, held her hand and trembled until dawn.

The next day I woke up and immediately gathered them and told them about the night. The little sister of the party was confused and didn't know anything. I know that sleepwalkers must wake up and don't remember anything, but I wonder why sleepwalkers are sleepwalking with their eyes wide open? I still stared at others in the middle of the night, and I wasn't scared to death!!

Her mother finally told me that her little daughter often sleepwalked. Many times I got up alone to open the door to go out, because she slept on the bed at the door, and as soon as she opened the door, she was heard and pulled back to the bed.

After that time, I went to sleep in my own house. The thought of someone suddenly staring at me defenselessly in the middle of the night made me prefer to sleep alone.

Story (3) Cultivated landMy hometown is very remote, and the villagers all rely on farming and crops for a living. A lot of farmland is at the foot of the mountain, and there is usually a pond at the bottom of the hill to drain the water.

Let's just say that there is also a pond at the foot of one of the mountains, which is very large. It is surrounded by mud and forms a slope with the pond, which means that people should be very careful and it is especially easy to slide into the pond. The people in the village strictly forbade their children to play in the pond, it was too dangerous. In the past, many villagers slipped down and drowned while washing farm tools on rainy days.

Late one night. A husband and wife go to bed after a hard day's work. After going to bed, the husband and wife always have to talk about plowing the fields and sowing seeds. The man kept nagging that there was a piece of land to be plowed or he would miss the farming time. Because the land was on the edge of the pond, his wife had not allowed him to go. But that night he had been thinking about the land, afraid that he would not have time to plough it. His wife woke up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet and found her husband's shoes covered in mud under the bed. She clearly remembered that before going to bed, his shoes were brushed clean, and he planned to get up tomorrow morning to plow the fields. She hurriedly went to the outhouse to check the farm tools, and was surprised to find that the hoe and bucket were stained with mud, wet and not yet dry, as if they had just been put down. She never knew that her husband would sleepwalk, but at that moment she felt a chill. (I'm going to be scared to death.) Sleepwalkers can do anything, but one day when I am the bad guy in my dream, strangle me! I've read in books about a man who had a dream in which he was being hunted and killed, and then when he caught the man who was being killed, he grabbed him by the neck. When he woke up, he found his wife dead with a bright red handprint on her neck) The next day, the two of them went together to the piece of land by the pond. Of course, the land has already been ploughed............

These three deliberate horror levels are arranged in decreasing order, if your emotions do not fluctuate much after reading these three stories, then congratulations, at least your sensitivity to the horror of sleepwalking is not so strong, but the above three stories about sleepwalking are not scary, in fact, the most terrifying sleepwalking is still found in a certain case in the real world: the specific situation Tomato will not say, just a brief summary of the case:

Huang's family was poor when he was a child, and he often couldn't eat, his dream was to have enough food every day in the future, and he worked hard for this goal, and finally did not make food and clothing worry-free, and had a happy family, a beautiful wife, and two lovely children. However, happiness did not stay with him for long. It was his fortieth birthday, his wife and a pair of young sons helped him celebrate his birthday, and the family partyed until late at night before returning to bed. But when Huang woke up the next day, he found that his wife and a pair of children were gone, which made him very anxious, so he hurriedly called his wife's mobile phone, which was still on the table in the hall.

After looking for a shadow of his wife and children in many places, Huang reported the case. After careful analysis and speculation by the police, the police finally told him where Huang's wife and a pair of children were. After listening to the policeman's narration, Huang was completely sarcastic, and it turned out that the police speculated that Huang had sleepwalking since he was a child, probably because he was often hungry when he was a child, so he often got up at night and ate frantically...... And last night, because it was Huang's birthday, all the spare food at home was taken out, and Huang, who couldn't find food, finally targeted his wife and a pair of children......

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