When you sleep, do you dream?

When you wake up, how much do you remember from your dream?

Have you ever had a dream in which many people are pinching you by the neck as if trying to tear you apart?

If the psychiatrist tells you that you often have such dreams because of too much pressure in life or study. But after reading this story, you will find that those psychiatrists are talking nonsense to you.

Sometimes, the scene in the dream is more like an omen......

Please come with me into this dark world beyond recognition, and see what kind of horrific memories will be brought to you by the marks that suddenly appear on your neck after a dream.

One.

"What crime have you committed?"

"Strong ...... Rape. ”

"How many?"

"Three, three."

The room was dimly lit, with a musty smell characteristic of prisons.

A young prison guard was standing in front of a cell, his hands firmly gripping the iron bars in front of him, and a strange smile on his lips.

There was a young man with a lewd expression sitting in the cell, his body trembling slightly, and for some reason, he was inexplicably frightened.

The young prison guard in front of him had seen him countless times, but his sudden appearance tonight made him feel very depressed.

It was like a thousand pounds of lead, pressed against his body, and the bones in his whole body were crushed down, unable to move, and could only pant and lie on the ground pitifully.

What's wrong with you?

The guards were still smiling, as if admiring a work of art. His fingers lightly slammed against the railing, making a drab metal thump.

"How are the three women you raped?" He asked.

"How could I possibly know." The young man tried hard to raise his head, but an invisible pressure suddenly pressed again, and his head immediately hit the floor, and his brain was dizzy with pain.

What's going on, what's going on?

A few hours ago, this prison guard was still cowering as usual, looking like a scared rookie who had just come out of society, and he didn't even dare to make contact with his group of people.

Where did he get so much momentum and courage now?

That invisible momentum, like a turbid liquid, flowed through the nearby space, pressing people unable to breathe.

The surrounding temperature seems to be colder, cold a little out of season.

Although this prison is underground, it is well ventilated, and it will not drop below 20 degrees Celsius in winter, but in summer, under the sight of a fledgling rookie, his whole body is shivering with cold.

The eyebrows seemed to have condensed into a thin layer of white object, and the young man struggled to touch it with his hands. It's frost! How can there be frost?!

"When you raped them, did you ever think about how painful they would be? How miserable will their lives be in the future? ”

The strange look on the young prison guard's face became even thicker, his voice was hollow, his smile was also very hollow, and his unpleasant and rough voice was constantly echoing around him.

"Some of them will lock themselves in their own world for the rest of their lives and no longer trust anyone. Some people will be terrified for the rest of their lives and will not be able to finish their lives happily. And some people, will, die. ”

After saying the last word, the prison guard's eyes suddenly became sharp, with a look of resentment, staring at the young man lying on the ground without blinking.

"Of the three women you raped, how many died?"

The young man replied timidly after a long time, "It's all dead...... Suicide. ”

"Then why aren't you dead yet?" The prison guard's eyes widened and his expression was hideous, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm afraid...... Pain. ”

"I'm afraid of pain, it's okay, I'll help you. It only takes half a second, and you don't have any pain left. The guard squeezed a pleasant and light-hearted word out of his throat, and then pulled out a pistol from his side.

The young man's pupils dilated suddenly, and he shouted in horror, "What are you going to do?" Come on, come on. There's a madman, crazy, crazy, murderous ......"

The sound stopped abruptly, and slowly disappeared around with the sound of loud gunfire.

The man in the cell wanted to reach out and cover his head in disbelief, but his heart was weak, and he fell to the ground with a "snap".

There was a stumbling sound of footsteps in the distance.

The prison guard glanced at the gun in his hand with satisfaction, and suddenly his whole body trembled and he collapsed to the ground. His eyes widened, his eyes went from confusion to puzzlement, and finally he stared numbly at the hand holding the gun......

Yourself, what's wrong?

Footsteps approached, and many voices sounded noisily.

"Zhang Yu, what's going on on your side......"

The few people who came gasped, looked at the prisoner who had died with the gun, and Zhang Yu who was sitting on the ground, and their brains couldn't connect the things in front of them coherently for a while.

A weird smile once again appeared on Zhang Yu's face.

He stood up, patted the dust off his pants lightly, then turned his head and asked softly to the shocked people beside him, "What crime have you committed?" ”

Two.

Lately, there's been a very weird feeling.

It's like someone who is watching him in a place he can't notice all the time.

Although this feeling is very abrupt, however, the sight is indeed like a very sticky chewing gum, tightly glued to his back, knowing that it exists, but there is no trace.

So, whose gaze is it? It's as if there's a great deal of hatred in it.

The man didn't seem to hide his hatred for himself at all, and that persistent hatred had materialized, burning his back naked, hot, and hot......

Zhang Xiaoqiao woke up from the nightmare in the middle of the night again, walked into the bathroom, and splashed cold water on his face indiscriminately. The beating heart calmed down slightly.

That gaze, once again, with the awakening of his consciousness, clearly appeared in his own nervous sense, and the bones appeared at the right time.

She jerked her head back, only to see the mirror behind her against the wall, her own hair damp and frightened face.

In the dim light, his shadow looked so strange, as if there were countless phantoms around his body. Zhang Xiaoqiao shuddered violently.

I moved to this city by myself, and it was only half a month.

In order to make a new mess of her life, she resolutely abandoned the lucrative work and even the friends she knew, and only traveled away from home with some simple luggage.

Eventually, he wandered to this small town.

It's really small, and if you stroll for half an hour, you'll accidentally walk out of an inhabited place. But for some reason, she stayed, rented a cheap house, and got an ordinary job.

originally thought that everything would be quietly hidden in the long river of memory with the passage of time, but the heart that had stabilized because of half a month of ordinary life was recently, because of the untraceable gaze, and there were ripples layer after layer.

It's only half a month, no matter how powerful you are, you can't set up such an enemy for yourself who peeps at you 24 hours a day, and the hatred is so strong that you want to devour your bones together.

Zhang Xiaoqiao looked at himself in the mirror in a daze.

She gently stroked her beautiful and dignified face with her hand, and finally, sighed. Since I can't sleep, I'd better read the magazine.

It was hard to stay up until the morning, and she messed around with some breakfast, and with two dark circles under her eyes that couldn't be covered up no matter what method she used, she went to class.

The peeping hateful gaze is still clinging to her back, but I don't know why, she is particularly sensitive today.

Her nerves were like ringing a bell, faintly echoing some inexplicable thoughts, and there was a roar in her ears, and the noise of the people around her seemed to be unable to reach her ears at all.

Feeling that the owner of that gaze was behind him, he actually patted her on the shoulder.

Zhang Xiaoqiao turned his voice abruptly and screamed hysterically, "It's you, it's you who have been staring at me!" Why, do you hate me so much? ”

Behind her, a young man in a work uniform froze, stunned.

He stretched out his hand forward, paused stiffly in mid-air, and after a while he said awkwardly, "Xiao Qiao, I'm Song Ming's colleague, don't you know me?" What the hell is going on? ……”

He suddenly felt a chill in his abdomen, and then a pain reached his brain.

Bright red blood flowed down the inserted utility knife, and it flowed more and more.

At the other end of the utility knife was a long, white and slender hand that trembled, like a beast that felt fear after being injured.

Song Ming looked at Zhang Xiaoqiao's face in disbelief, and felt that his vision gradually became blurred, and the light around him began to dim......

It gets darker and darker, and finally, it completely escapes into darkness.

Zhang Xiaoqiao numbly pulled out the utility knife from his body, holding his head and screaming, but there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

That sight is still there, where is it? Where is the person who is peeping at him?

Wielding a bloody knife, she stabbed the nearest person......

Three.

Zhou Lei has been feeling very depressed lately. Because since I moved to a new house, I've had nightmares all day long.

The old house was demolished, and he had to leave the ancestral house he had been accustomed to living in since he was a child and moved to a house on the edge of the town.

It was a tiny, three-storey building, sparsely populated by only five or six families.

Moving here, too, is pure coincidence.

Although, there are not many people in this town, but the houses are also very limited.

He lived in a friend's house for several days, and only then did he see a dirty and old advertisement on a telephone pole that had been posted for an unknown period of time, saying that there was a house for rent in the west of the town.

Zhou Lei, who was desperate, of course, was like a treasure, and he couldn't care about anything, so he immediately contacted the owner of the house.

The building is a little dilapidated, but the room is tidy, it seems to have been recently painted, and most importantly - cheap!

The single-celled Zhou Lei saw a three-bedroom house, and the owner only charged half of the market price, and immediately excitedly paid a year's house money, and the next day, he moved in happily.

At that time, his sworn friend, seeing that he was so happy that he looked like he had picked up a treasure, couldn't help but splash him with a basin of cold water, and said, "Xiaolei, as the saying goes, cheap is not good, and it is absolutely impossible to drop pies in the sky."

"In the house you rented, did the neighbors say any gossip or anything?"

"Why, you thought it was going to be a haunted house? Don't worry, there will be any ghosts in the world! Zhou Lei pursed his lips, looking indifferent.

Now, his unwavering will as a no-ghost theorist began to waver a little.

Although it has been quiet for a while since moving in, there have been more and more nightmares lately.

He is just a primary school language teacher, not to mention teaching the first grade, and there is no pressure at all. But why are the nightmares of the night always one after the other, endless?

Especially the day before yesterday, my own spirit also seemed to be affected by nightmares.

He always heard strange sounds that seemed to be out of nowhere. It was like a myriad of unknown unknown creatures, howling in pain.

That situation is really weird!

It was another sleepless night.

Zhou Lei sat on the edge of the bed with wide eyes, trying to pour coffee into his stomach while listlessly staring at the mirror opposite.

This mirror, the furniture that the previous tenant did not take away, looked like it was new, and it seemed to be a bit high-end, and he kept it for a bargain.

Every time he saw it, he inexplicably felt that the shape of this mirror was very strange.

But what's weird? There is no way to get him to say it concretely.

It was purely a feeling, like many animals that rely on their instincts and can clearly smell the danger that is approaching.

Zhou Lei rubbed his nose, put the cup on the bedside table vigorously, and then stretched a very unsightly lazy waist.

Suddenly, he found that his face in the mirror was slightly distorted, as if his jaw had become wider along the horizontal line.

"Weird, it was all fine just now. Is it the light? He walked nicely towards the mirror.

His figure grew bigger and bigger as the distance decreased, and he was a little bloated.

Standing in front of the mirror, he was suddenly surprised to find that his own self in the mirror had become so bloated that it filled every inch of space in the mirror.

Zhou Lei said.

Could it be that the mirror is deformed for some specific reason, or the light in the room is distorted, causing the effect of the mirror?

Zhou Lei looked around, trying to find clues to the phenomenon. Suddenly, like a prey being held tightly by a carnivore, his whole body stiffened and he could no longer move.

His muscles were frozen by a biting chill behind him, his pupils dilated, and his heart shook rapidly, almost jumping out of his chest.

Another cold hand came out of the mirror, and it gently caressed his neck, and then slammed it, pinched it so hard that he could no longer breathe.

Fear and pain, like a sharp scalpel, pierced his body deeply.

Zhou Lei screamed, gasped, and sat up from the bed.

"It's a dream, it's a dream. That's great! Saved! ”

He breathed heavily, and turned on the light in the room.

The bedroom suddenly lit up, and he tried to soothe his abnormally fast heart, his gaze swept over the mirror opposite, consciously or unconsciously.

At that moment, the body froze.

In the mirror, his face was full of fear, his eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something so terrifying that his nerves could not bear it......

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