Obviously, I didn't have the heart to go to work anymore, so I called the school for three days of sick leave, and then stayed home all day doing boring things. It was a torment full of contradictions—I was afraid of the night, but I also wished that the day would end sooner. It's like a patient who is afraid of surgery, but wants to be cured by surgery. Finally, I stayed up until the evening, and at 9 o'clock, I began to make "special preparations" before bed.

I went to the large mirror in the bathroom, stared into my eyes in the mirror, and whispered to myself in absolute silence, "You might have a nightmare tonight." Remember, from the moment you enter the dream, you have to remember everything in the dream, even after waking up. It is very easy for you, and the hint takes effect from the moment you see the first scene in your dream. ”

I repeated this twenty times until I felt drowsy – and that meant that the self-hypnosis was in effect. I slowly walked to the edge of the bed in this state and fell asleep almost the moment I lay down.

In the haze, I was in a building.

It was dim, shabby, and empty, and I walked slowly down the hallway before involuntarily entering a door. Inside the door there is a low lectern, a mottled blackboard, and dozens of old desks and benches. It's clearly a classroom in a school. Is this my current school? No, my high school is much newer – but why does it feel so familiar?

Gradually, I walked to the window on the right side of the classroom and looked down – the playground below looked even more familiar – wasn't this the playground of our school? It's just that there is no new plastic track, and there is no new indoor basketball court, but a dirt field. The vast playground was empty, and there was no one ......

No, I just saw now that on the right side of the playground, there is a sand pit, the kind used for the high jump and long jump in physical education class. Next to the bunker was a little boy about seven or eight years old, playing in the sand with his back to me.

Maybe it was the self-hypnosis before going to bed that worked, and I now realized that I was dreaming, and subconsciously told me that the little boy by the bunker was the key!

I can stay autonomous in my dreams, I can control my movements! My heart was pounding, and I quickly walked out of the classroom and ran down the stairs to the playground. Now the little boy next to the bunker is about a few dozen meters away from me on the right, still with his back to me. I walked quickly over to him.

At this moment, I suddenly lowered my head to take a look, and suddenly found that the mud under my feet was stained with bright red liquid, which was blood! I was in shock, when a cold voice suddenly came from my ear—

Are you coming to me?

"Ahh I screamed and woke up, terrified, sweat soaking my entire vest completely. After taking a few heavy breaths, I reflexively picked up my phone next to my pillow and glanced at it - 4:18.

This is to be expected, and I can't be shocked anymore. I have more important things to do now - this time, I remember the contents of the dream!

In order not to forget about it later, I immediately turned on the light, rolled over and got out of bed, sat down at my desk, and quickly recorded what I had just dreamed in a notebook that I had prepared.

When I finished writing, I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that I had at least some clues, and immediately thought about it.

Old Schoolhouse ...... Old playground ...... And the bunker and the little boy who only saw his back...... That's what my dreams are all about—what does that mean......

After a few minutes, I took a deep breath and almost screamed out—I suddenly remembered what Kang Wei had said to me a few days ago—

"Have you forgotten? In the past, this place was not the current high school, but a dilapidated elementary school. Because the school was so old, the school asked the construction team to renovate and rebuild some parts of the campus. At that time, there was a lot of confusion in the school where classes were going on and construction was going on, and as a result, there was a lack of management. A naughty first-grade boy disappeared like a human vapor during physical education class...... It was because of this that the elementary school was forced to close. Later, the current high school was built on this site. ”

God, I kind of understand why I feel so familiar when I am in that school in my dreams. And the little boy who appeared in the dream, if I guessed correctly, must be the little boy who disappeared eleven years ago!

I was reminded that there are no bunkers in our school now, and when the students jump high or long jump, the PE teacher uses a soft cushion to put on the ground. So it looks like – the bunker, the little boy – that's the key to unraveling the mystery!

But I woke up too quickly! I hadn't even gotten to the little boy before I woke up. How can this be done? I've only touched the edge of this, and I don't know what the dream is about! What can I do with this clue alone?

I let out a long sigh over my forehead, and it seemed that I had to wait until the third night—that would be my last chance.