I was half-asleep and half-awake and felt someone swaying around me.

Suddenly it stopped beside me, and I vaguely felt like I was being stared at. I tried to get up, but I couldn't move my whole body and my mouth couldn't open. Only the brain could still think, and I felt a cold hand begin to touch my body.

Incubus!

I immediately reacted to the fact that this was the case again.

Nightmare, commonly known as the ghost press. It is a mental phenomenon that tends to occur when people are extremely tired, where you are deprived of control of your entire body, you can perceive your surroundings but cannot do anything, just like a vegetative person.

However, some people disagree with this view, and the theory of gods and ghosts believes that nightmares are caused by a person's yang energy being too weak, which causes the soul to be affected when he comes into contact with the spirit. The yang energy of ordinary people is sufficient, and the soul is protected. But when you are lacking in yang energy, your soul may have a small conflict with the body, causing the soul to want to be independent of the body.

Because the physical body limits the range of movement of the soul, your consciousness will feel that your whole body is stripped of its ability to dominate.

This is actually a precursor to your out-of-body experience, and some people may say how fun it is to go out of your soul, you can go up and down the earth and enter through the wall. Indeed, after the out-of-body experience, as a spirit body, you can try many things that ordinary people can't do.

However, because when your soul is out of the body, your body is likely to be occupied by other spirits, which is called the upper body of ghosts.

When you want to regain control of your body, you have to go through a desperate struggle, and the loser loses his body at least, and the sense of responsibility dissipates.

I'm in a fairly optimistic situation right now, but I have a rejection of the soul and the body, and I haven't reached the out-of-body conditions yet.

I found that my body was really lying quietly on the bed in the dormitory, and Chen Hao on the side was also sleeping soundly. The rest of the people were still not in the dormitory, but there were a few black mist floating in our dormitory, and I fixed my eyes on it.

There were a few blue-faced and fanged imps wrapped in the black weapons, but these ghosts did not approach me and Chen Hao.

Chen Hao and I have this inconspicuous mask all around us, and it seems that this mask protects us.

I carefully searched for the source of the reticle's energy, and it turned out to be the contract playing card on us.

But the thickness of this energy mask is thinning at a rate that is visible to the naked eye, and it feels like it won't be long before the mask disappears completely.

When the time comes, no one can guarantee what this group of imps will do.

I was going to break out of the nightmare's confinement as soon as possible, and I shifted my mind to my right hand.

I distinctly remember sleeping with my right hand not far above my head, and as long as I could regain control of my right hand, I should be able to get out of the nightmare's grip as soon as possible.

It's not hard to say how to get rid of nightmares, but it's also quite laborious to say simple.

All you have to do is control a part of your real body to wake yourself up, and you can successfully escape from the nightmare.

I don't dare say anything else, but I'm used to it.

Before I went to college, especially in my junior year of high school, I was often controlled by nightmares during naps, and almost every time I woke myself up, I woke up with a pale face and a cold sweat. Feelings of exhaustion followed, but I knew I couldn't sleep anymore. If you fall asleep again, you will definitely be controlled by the nightmare, and it is a fool's dream to fight the nightmare in an exhausted state.

But there was one nightmare that left a deep impression on me.

It was a dream within a dream, and I remember that in the dream I woke up and went to school, and when I came to class, I fetched water, and I studied in the morning as usual. Class, class, lunch, class, class, dinner, everything was so ordinary that I didn't even realize it was a false dream even after living in my dream for a week. But a week later, I found out.

I found it from a person, because in reality he is my tablemate, but he has a very cold relationship with me, and basically he doesn't want to deal with me. But in this dream world, he was surprisingly good to me, and there must be a demon when things go wrong.

After I found out that the dream world was false, the whole environment broke down at once, and I fell directly into a pitch-black space, and the whole person was once again controlled by an invisible force.

That's right, it's the feeling of a ghost press.

I didn't really care much about the ghost press because it was basically the same plot.

You can't move, and then there are a lot of people standing next to you, and you can hear their voices, but you can't hear what they're saying. Sometimes something is pressing down on you, or someone is touching you, especially those sensitive areas, which are places they visit frequently.

But this time, the nightmare was different.

Because I could clearly hear a voice in my head shouting, "This is not your usual nightmare, you must wake up!" ”

"If you don't wake up this time!"

"You'll never wake up!"

Hearing this, my scalp went numb all of a sudden.

I began to control my hand with my mind, and I felt that my normally obedient arm now weighed a thousand pounds, and I used my strength to barely lift a small distance, and I continued to control my right hand to slowly raise it.

And then mentally push yourself on time.

"Right hand up!"

"Lift up!"

At last I felt a burning pain in the right side of my face, and then I sat up straight from the bed like a frightened bird.

"It turned out to be a dream."

I looked back at my sheets, my pajamas damp with cold sweat.

Just as I was about to tidy up, there was an eerie laugh from behind me.

I subconsciously turned my head, and a hideous face with distorted facial features stuck out its tongue less than three centimeters away from my face.

The tense nerves finally reached their limit, and my eyes widened in horror, unable to make any sound, and I fell straight down.

The moment I pressed my head on the pillow, I suddenly came to my senses.

This time it's a real return to reality.

I looked at the damp quilt and sheets and looked at the time on my watch.

Half past five in the morning.

It was one of the most dangerous nightmare experiences in high school, and after this time, I took the nightmare event very seriously.

So this time, I didn't bother to blow myself up, so I managed to wake myself up with my right hand.

But when I woke up, I realized that my surroundings had changed completely.

I was wearing a tattered hospital gown, with a yellowed chandelier above my head, squeaking and swaying in the wind, and the light in the room was not particularly good, but I could see that there was a person in the hospital bed next to me.

The windows were closed and boarded.

I cautiously moved to the side of the window, then cautiously glanced out.

Endless darkness as far as the eye can see.

Then I turned around, and a strong rancid smell hit my nostrils, and I resisted the urge to vomit and walked briskly back to the hospital bed I had just had.

"Where the hell is this?"

I didn't have time to think about it when something suddenly grabbed me on my calf.

Pulled me straight out of bed.

The moment I was pulled, I grabbed a fork on the bedside table.

As I hit the ground, I stuck my fork firmly on the floor to make sure my body wasn't being dragged along, and then shot a ray of light from my left hand into the room.

I saw a completely rotten palm grasping my leg, and next to it was a huge head that was opening its mouth to attack me with its sharp fangs.

My scalp tingled, and I quickly kicked that hand off with my other leg. Then, like a sharp blade, a white light cut the thing under the bed in half.

I quickly crawled back into bed and quickly calmed down.

I have experienced so many things and seen so many lives and deaths. But I was really scared just now.

How did I suddenly appear in this place.

However, an eerie voice came from the hallway that gave me the answer I was looking for.

"Welcome to the world of nightmares."