Wolman has been living a muddy life for the last few days, eating and sleeping every day, or smoking tobacco leaves with a hawthorn pipe in his mouth.

The man in black hadn't come to him last time, he had gone to the doctor, and the doctor said it was just a nightmare, so he could relax, but how could there be such a real nightmare?

So real, the sounds, the smells, the colors, the environment, and even the smells – everything is so real, how could it be just a nightmare?

This matter has been bothering him for a long time, and he must understand it, otherwise he will not be able to sleep well!

So he went to that doctor again, a doctor called Rogerio.

Dr. Rogerio received the down-and-out man with a strange smell of clothes, oily hair, and a scruffy beard.

"Mr. Wollman, I have made it very clear last time, that death is a nightmare, after all, there was no rain or wind on the fourth day, the stars in the sky were very bright, but I personally took my family to see the stars, and taught my children the names of the stars," he smiled, "not at all like you said, the sky is cloudy, and there is a strong wind, and it is raining heavily." Not at all. ”

"But what is the matter with the man in black? He knows everything about me, even when I was a child, and can easily tell the details as if he had seen it there with his own eyes...... Tell me, Dr. Rogerio, what the hell is going on with that man? I can't possibly fantasize about a man like that in my head. ”

"It's not impossible, Mr. Wollman, I've met a lot of patients like you, who have made up a person in their own minds and thought he exists, and I told them it was fake, but they just didn't agree, and they said they couldn't be like that, but what about the truth? That's just their delusion. Mr. Wolman, this disease is called paranoia, which means that you conceive a virtual person or object in your own mind and then believe in it. Mr. Wollman, your symptoms are mild and you don't need medication for the time being......"

Wollman walked down the street in despair, and the words of Dr. Rogerio still lingered in his ears:

"Mr. Wollman, this disease is called paranoia, which means that you conceive a virtual person or object in your own mind, and then believe in it. ”

"I've met a lot of patients like you, who have made up a person in their own minds and think he exists, and I tell them it's fake, but they just don't agree, and they say they can't be like that, but what about it? That's just their delusion. ”

"Your symptoms are still mild, and you don't need medication for the time being......"

"No, what the hell is that!" Wollman roared, drawing sideways glances from passers-by.

Dr. Rogerio said it was a nightmare, but how could it be such a real nightmare! It must be a real person! Yes, a real person! And a very bloody and brutal kind, maybe an assassin.

Rogerio bought some food and returned home.

He has lost his job, and the musicians' association no longer recognizes him as a musician, meaning he can't give concerts. Maybe he can still be a street performer, but he can't even be a street performer like he is now.

The wooden bed at home was his only harbor, and at least he didn't have to think about anything while lying on the bed.

He used to be so dazzling, but now he can only sell his property and live in this old house.

Lying in bed, Wollman smoked his pipe, thought about his past achievements, and fell into a groggy sleep.

When I woke up again, it was completely dark, there were still no stars to be seen outside, it was very dark, the windows were opened and closed, the candlesticks were lit at some point, and the flames were flickering and burning, so that the room was shrouded in a dim light.

Wollman was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he shivered excitedly, and he didn't feel sleepy!

How could the candlestick on the table light itself? When he came back, it was still daytime, and there was no need to light a candle at all!

Horrified thoughts crossed Wollman's mind.

It's him! He's here again!

That nightmare man, he's back!

"It's been a while, Mr. Wollman, and it looks like you're not in good spirits. The man in black laughed and said, this time his voice sounding like a duck's voice.

"You, are you real or fake?" Wollman shrank into the wooden bed. Remembering what Dr. Rogerio said to him today, it was just a fictional character of his paranoia.

The delusional virtual character is not real, but this man in black is so real that he doesn't look like a fictional person.

The man in black seemed to see what he was thinking, and quacked, "I know what you are thinking now, Mr. Wollman, it is nothing more than the things that Rogerio told you in the morning. Look at me, do you think I'm real or fake?"

"You, it's true. Wolman said hesitantly.

"Then do you think the current environment is true or false?" asked the man in black again.

Wollman looked around, the candle light was unstable, shadows were flickering, and the wooden bed creaked as he turned over, as he remembered.

The only thing that's wrong is that it's too quiet.

Yes, it's too quiet, it's not right.

As usual, even the quietest night will have a little sound, not as dead silence as this.

It's like two worlds.

The man in black saw Wollman's hesitation and smiled: "Quack, Mr. Wollman, can't tell the truth from the fake, can you? I am true and false, I exist in this world, but this environment is fake." This place, your home, is now just your dream. Forgive me for making the environment a little too quiet, it's just my personal preference, I like the quiet environment, it doesn't affect our conversation, and I hope you will forgive me, Mr. Wollman. ”

"You, you're a nightmare! Get out of my dreams! Get out!" Wollman roared.

"Oh oh, this is not what a hospitable host should say, not to mention, this dream was designed by me, I am the host, have you ever seen a guest kick the host out of the house?" the man in black stretched out an index finger and shook it.

"Well, I like the title 'Nightmare', it's oppressive, it's evil, it's very in line with my temperament, but it's a pity that I already have the title, 'Dream Weaver'. Remember, my title is 'Weaver-Dreamer', you must remember it clearly. 'Weaver-dreamer'. ”

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