The woman refused to show up, only used her own voice to communicate with me, trying to get me to join her.

In that case, I'm going to go against her.

Sure enough, the next second, the woman's voice appeared again: "The man next to you is your boss, in this case, he didn't choose to trust you, but abandoned you, leaving you alone in such a place to be frightened, it is very likely that you will die here, have you ever thought that they will not care if they really die here, only you stupidly regard him as a friend." ”

Before she could finish speaking, I retorted: "These are just your self-perception, in your eyes, friends must go up and down the sea of fire for you, how can you be so selfish, who is not the heart of the family, why should you die for you, besides, isn't it enough that your good sister died so miserably for you, can you not morally kidnap everyone around you, you are very happy when they die, right?" ”

The woman probably didn't expect me to refute, so she didn't say anything for a while, and only after a pause did she lower her voice: "Is it possible that you want to refute me now because you really want to die here?" ”

I laughed heartlessly several times: "Do you think I will still be afraid of you now, or let me guess what kind of routine you are, pretending to be a victim, really everyone thinks you are pitiful, you have been abused for a long time, and the scars on your body are not caused by others at all, or by yourself, but I also admire you very much, in order to deceive others, you even used this method, after all, it is your own guilt and not someone else, is your heart really so vicious?" ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a darkness around me, darker than before, this time I really couldn't see anything, I just felt that my face was sticky, as if there were some drops of water falling on my face, there seemed to be someone around me who had been staring at me, I don't know if it was that woman, even if it was me, it didn't matter, now I was a broken jar, and sure enough, after people were bold, they were not afraid of anything.

"If you really have the ability, don't play these little tricks, you can't scare me anything, I really don't care about people like you, what's the point of living in this world by stepping on someone else's corpse?" I said it out loud.

At this time, I felt that someone rushed directly in front of me, his hands tightly choked my neck, I almost didn't catch my breath, this person was very strong, although I felt difficult to breathe, but not too uncomfortable, compared to the usual pain reduced by more than half, at this time I only felt a little difficult to breathe.

I sensed the clues, trying to control my emotions, trying to awaken my inner self.

Now I suddenly noticed that there was something wrong, obviously I was stepping on these blood stains, but there was no dampness except for the sticky feeling, my shoes were soaked with blood, how could there be no damp feeling, and there would definitely be pain when the hands grabbed my ankles, but I didn't feel anything, it was obvious that something was wrong.

And just now I felt a pair of hands choking my arm, and I should have felt pain, but I had nothing but a little breathlessness, what was wrong?

Aside from the basic sensation, there is almost no pain at all.

There is only one thing that can come to mind now, and that is dreams.

Haven't I been waking up from my dreams all along?

I remember Ma Ming told me that people are the most vulnerable in their sleep, although they have their own thoughts, the ability to distinguish right from wrong is almost none, and people in their sleep will relax their vigilance, and the people around them will believe whatever they say, because the dreamer has let down all his guard, and many lonely souls and wild ghosts will slowly penetrate people's hearts through this, and they will get into it when they find a hole.

There are also many people who die in their sleep, and if they don't wake up for a long time, they will never wake up again.

There are also some ghosts who will completely immerse themselves in their dreams by hitting the wall with ghosts, and there are double dreams.

I don't know exactly what I'm going through now, the only thing I know is that if I don't leave here for a long time, I'll definitely be in danger, and I may never wake up again, so I'll be in this dream all the time.

Since I knew that it was a dream, then I was fearless, and the lights suddenly became transparent, and I saw clearly the person in front of me, this person was the woman just now, her face became ugly, all the scars on her body, those wounds were still bloody, I almost didn't vomit when I saw her face, I only felt that my psychological shadow area had increased several times.

The woman's face did not have a good piece of skin, all of it was cut with a knife, as if it was deliberately punished, and some strange patterns were drawn, and there were big characters engraved on it, but those skins had begun to fall off, and I couldn't see what the big characters on it were, I could only see a rough idea, and only one word was clear, and that was "death." ”

There are so many meanings in this word, I just glanced at it in a hurry, she only had eye sockets and no eyeballs, and the hollowness inside looked particularly weird, she opened her mouth and I didn't find her tongue, and the blood kept spitting out of her mouth, so close to me, almost like I was going to stick it on my face, at this time I only felt a surge in my stomach and almost vomited, if I didn't know that it was just a dream, I guess I would have vomited.

It's just that the woman makes me feel a little strange, according to what she just said, she should be the only person who is not injured, but this face is obviously a woman's, but the eyeballs are gone, and the tongue is gone, which is clearly what she said about her best friend.

Who the hell is lying?

This suspicion has been getting stronger and stronger in my heart, but now the most important thing is to get out of here, if you want to leave this dream, you have to stimulate yourself, I stepped directly on these sticky bloodstains, sure enough, as I imagined, except for the sticky feeling there is no feeling of moisture at all, but this is not enough, I have to challenge my psychological tolerance limit, if I really can't stand it, I will definitely wake up.

I'm a little clean, I definitely can't accept myself lying in such a pool of blood, especially in this pool of blood has appeared countless hands want to drag me down, I gritted my teeth and lay down directly, just lying down when I was sick to stomach and almost vomited, those hands have been pulling my arms to pull me down, at this time I feel like this is like a swamp, I really sink deeper and deeper, as if slowly merging with these blood.

"Smack."

A few drops of water fell on my face on the top of my head, in addition to the dampness I also felt the cold, I sat up suddenly and found myself lying in a dark passage, there was darkness around, the flashlight fell on my hand, I quickly picked it up and knocked for a long time without any response, only to find that the glass shards on the flashlight had been broken, and now the flashlight has been broken.

There was darkness in the dark tunnel, it was originally a closed space, and I couldn't receive any light, and now I didn't even have a flashlight, so I couldn't find the next direction at all.

Thinking back to the dream just now, I slowly stood up, probably because I had just fallen into this dark passage, and my buttocks and legs hurt when I walked, and I struggled to walk forward.

The dream slowly flashed in my mind, these images were like a movie, I remember it clearly, even what happened at what time, the most surprising thing for me was myself, this time it was really the same as I imagined, waking up from the dream.

It's just that when I woke up, I found that my body was a little weak, and I was weak to speak, I only knew that I had a long dream, and I didn't know what happened during this time.

I struggled to shout up, "Anyone, are you back?" ”

I said these words in the hope that they would not forget me when they came back, otherwise I would be trapped here alone and probably stay for the rest of my life, although the things in the dream were not real, but my subconscious kept moving forward, hoping to see the overlap with the dream.

At that moment I tripped over something, because I didn't have a flashlight I could only grope slowly, this thing was familiar to the touch, it was something similar to a rope and it was very rough, and my heart jumped as I confirmed what it was.

If I guessed correctly, the thing I was holding in my hand was the rope I had just come across, a yellow rope that was still stained with blood.

Trembling, I picked up the rope, wondering if anything like the dream would happen next.

Or is it that this dream was originally foreshadowed and could foresee all the future?

I could only stretch out my hand and grope so that I would not fall, walking slowly in this dark passage, the rope in my hand was always held by me, and I didn't dare to throw it here, at this moment I touched an iron door.

This iron gate is the iron gate in the dream, even the structure is similar, and there is a lock.

If it's the same as the dream, there should be a rock around me that is about the size of a fist, and I'll crouch down and pick it up and smash the door open, and then meet the weird woman.

After that, I'll be haunted by those ghosts.

I fumbled for a long time and didn't find anything resembling a stone, and then I was a little relieved, confirming that this dream was just a coincidence, and that the fall was also my own fault.

"Smack."

At that moment, I suddenly heard a sound, which looked like the door lock had been opened.