This is not reality...

After waking up half a month ago, Karen spent almost a week accepting and confirming that he had traveled to another "real world", not a dream or a conjecture of his own.

But now,

what he was facing,

by no means was reality!

I should... no, I'm definitely still in the basement of the Inmelis house!

All the mutations started when he tried to break Jeff's head.

Coupled with the pair of huge red high-heeled shoes and the woman's face in front of him, this product and environment that is extremely inconsistent with reality and detached from rational thinking can only show one thing, that is, he has been "hypnotized".

The word "hypnosis" has many interpretations, but at the moment, it refers to the separation of oneself from the physical existence and the detention of the spiritual existence at the same time.

Empty interpretation: I am now... dreaming.

The snowflakes on the radio are still ringing,

And above,

The woman's mouth began to slowly open,

After reaching the limit arc that a normal human face can achieve, she continued to crack, and she could even clearly hear a zigzag sound similar to that of a zipper being rubbed.

Until the entire face was completely horizontally divided by the mouth, the originally compact teeth began to appear huge gaps after the width was pulled apart, and the flexible huge tongue took on a more strange and dexterous posture. Drop down fast!

Just like a gecko, trying to swallow that little mosquito.

"Buzz!"

Karen only felt that her whole body was wrapped in a mass of wet and greasy warmth, and then her whole body was pulled up.

When a person is quickly snatched to a high place, or more generally speaking, when a person is moved quickly, similar to sitting on a pirate ship or a large pendulum, there will be an "itchy" stimulation;

And once this feeling is aggravated to a certain extent, it is easy for people to get lost and even fall into syncope.

It's a dream, it's a dream...

Karen thought silently in his heart, all he needs to do now is to "wake up" quickly at this time.

He doesn't actually know the reason for the current situation, but this does not prevent him from dragging unknown things to the areas he is familiar with and good at to solve them;

It's like solving a problem. Instead of sitting there scratching your head, it's better to try to substitute a little bit of the formula you already know, even if it's hard.

In fact, the human spiritual world has always been a very mysterious "place";

Normal people dream, when they dream to a certain extent, they will wake up naturally. In a very low probability, they will realize that it is a dream but cannot wake up for a while. This is also called "ghost pressing". ".

In another group of good people, it is called "Clear Dreams". Through certain training and some self-suggestion skills, the success rate can be increased to enter the state of "Clear Dreams".

Most people, after being interested in it at the beginning, often avoid it at the end, because every time they are forced to wake up, the "desperation" that is like a drowning person rising from the bottom of the abyss is enough to make people feel Crazy and frightened.

And because of practical work reasons, people whose spiritual thinking is often exercised, in this case, it is easy to make up their "dream" to be more real, which is equivalent to "cocooning oneself" in the actual sense;

A more serious situation is that the subconscious mind starts to "work" by itself, and deceives itself through dreams, so that you "wake up" but at the same time "wake up" to a new layer of dreams, in order to reduce your awareness of "dream". This is called "truly deceiving oneself".

If the "ghost press" of ordinary people is just floating up in the abyss, then this kind of thing is like a winter swimmer who finds a thick layer of ice on top of his head when he dives and floats up.

What will be the consequences of not being able to wake up from a dream... I can't define it for the time being, because there is no "died in a dream" to be checked on the death certificate list, and people who "live in a big dream" will also because it is just a dream In addition, the body did not suffer substantial damage and nothing happened.

The wind by the ear was blowing violently, and the elasticity of the tongue was very strong. After Karen was rolled up, it was sent into the mouth at a very fast speed.

Next,

Is the dense chewing and sucking sound,

That sound, that line,

It kept coming into Karen's ears.

You are being eaten, you are being bitten, you are being swallowed...

You are dying...you are dying...you are dying...you...die!

Karen understood that if he didn't wake up again, his fate would be very bad.

People who have died once, he often does not look down on life and death... but will cherish the beauty of life more, Karen is like this.

He doesn't want to die!

In this environment, you must give yourself enough faith and courage to help break through the barrier of this "dream" and return your consciousness to the body and reality.

In the past, due to work reasons and his own interests, Karen has not encountered similar situations. Although it is not as weird and horrifying as the current one, he has a set of practical solutions.

Falsehood, to be pierced with truth;

Weak, use ideals to reshape;

Evil obstacles, use the truth to break!

When you are already powerless, you can try to borrow.

so,

Karen began to sing,

Whole-heartedly shouting:

"Arise, ye workers from your slumber,

Arise, ye prisoners of want.

For reason in revolt now thunders,

and at last ends the age of cant!

Away with all your superstitions,

Servile masses, arise, arise..."

At this time, belief needs to be transformed into the most explosive will to break free from this spiritual mire. In addition, Karen was a staunch materialist in his previous life.

During singing, the sound of his body being chewed was slowly diminishing, and Karen felt his body rising, and he slowly lowered his head while continuing to sing.

He saw a woman's teeth, a woman's tongue,

I saw the woman's mouth again,

the whole face of a woman,

At last, he saw the face between the two legs that seemed to be growing and that seemed to be tied together... This is a picture that makes people feel extremely inconsistent.

And this time, snowflake sound is going away,

immediately,

The male voice who spoke earlier came out with a little doubt:

"Hey... who are you?"

immediately,

"This... where is it?"

Karen looked up,

Begin to urge all bodily sensations,

open your eyes,

open your eyes,

Open your eyes!

...

"Buzz!"

Karen opened her eyes,

Seeing Aunt Mary squatting in front of him, she looked at him anxiously.

"Hu... hu... hu..."

Seeing Karen wake up, Aunt Mary sat down on the ground and patted her chest with her hands:

"Scared me, scared me, Karen... Do you know how scary you just fell and passed out..."

This nephew just had a serious illness a while ago, and he almost died;

If something happened again at this time, Aunt Mary really didn't know how she should represent her father, because they still pushed her body down.

Karen took a deep breath,

With a reluctant smile,

road:

"It's okay, Auntie, maybe I'm still a little weak."

Karen looked up and saw Jeff's face on the stretcher in front of him.

"Meow……"

A cat meow came from outside my aunt's studio, and the black cat "Pall" stuck his head out, looking curiously at the situation inside.

Karen put her hands on the ground and planned to stand up, but suddenly felt a little pain in her face, and then there was a heat flow in the nasal cavity, and blood dripped out.

"I...I just patted you to wake you up," Aunt Mary explained.

It's called... pat?

But what can Karen say, she can only continue:

"Thank you auntie."

"Go up and rest, and call Mina to clean up for you. You are not needed here."

How dare Aunt Mary continue to let her eldest nephew stay here.

Karen nodded, stood up, and looked at Jeff lying on the stretcher. He instinctively felt that his previous sudden dream had something to do with the corpse, so he left his aunt to work here alone. Will she be in danger too?

At this time,

Cousin Lent's shout came from the revolving port in the basement:

"Mom, grandpa is back."

Grandpa is the absolute head of the family in the Immelis family. Under normal circumstances, when he returns home, the family members, especially women, have to come to greet him, even if... you are working.

Lunt ran over, and he saw the body on the stretcher, but he wasn't too scared.

Anything scary, when you're constantly in and out of your home, you'll feel nothing.

"Lunt, take your brother to find your sister's medicine kit to stop the bleeding." Mary ordered.

She was very worried that she wouldn't slap Karen's nose when she slapped her just now. If the nosebleed is not treated, it might not stop.

"Oh, okay, mom, brother, come here."

Karen raised her head, covered her nose with one hand, and walked out with the other hand being led by Lent. As she passed the twisting mouth, she felt a person standing in front of her.

The figure of that person is not very stalwart, but standing there, it gives people a very "steady" feeling, as if he can easily handle anything.

Karen's restless mood was relieved a lot at this time.

"Grandpa," Lunt called.

"Grandpa." Karen also called out.

In his memory, his grandfather, Dis Inmelis, was a very serious person, but he often had a tender side when he treated his "eldest grandson".

"Ok."

Dis nodded and walked down without saying anything or commenting on Karen's nose.

Lunt seemed to be a little afraid of his grandfather, and hurriedly took his brother's hand and went to the second floor to find his sister.

The lights in the basement are dim.

When Diess walked downstairs, he happened to see the black cat "Pall" walking gracefully in front of him.

Diess stopped,

The black cat also stopped.

"Are you busy today?" Diess said.

"Meow……"

The black cat Pall wagged his tail and tilted his head again, as if he didn't understand what Diess said.

Diess waved his hand, as if he was not interested in talking to a cat anymore, and went straight to the studio of his daughter-in-law, Mary.

Mary was sitting there lighting a cigarette. She was a little terrified because of her nephew's condition, but she didn't expect her father-in-law to come over so quickly, so she immediately put out the cigarette she just lit;

The smoke that was supposed to come out of his nostrils just overflowed a little, then sucked back and swallowed it.

"Cough...cough..."

Mary coughed and choked back tears.

Diess didn't pay much attention to this daughter-in-law, but first set his eyes on Jeff. He stretched out his hand, opened Jeff's eyelids, and placed his palm on Jeff's chest;

Immediately, Di Si's eyes narrowed slightly.

Immediately after,

He took another step back, seemingly surveying the environment in the studio, and sniffing.

Mary immediately said:

"I'll never smoke in the studio again next time, never again..."

Mary is really afraid of this father-in-law, not only because the couple is now "relying on others", but simply because her father-in-law is a... inexplicably scary person, even if he is a kind priest in the Mink Street Church.

Diess waved his hand,

asked:

"What just happened?"

"I... it was Karen who suddenly passed out, I broke his nose to wake him up, I..."

"Karen passed out?"

"Yes, it is."

"And then Pall came in, didn't he?"

"Pall?" Mary was stunned for a moment, before realizing that it was the name of the black cat at home. She couldn't figure out why her father-in-law gave the cat such an ugly name.

"Looks like... I..." Mary recalled as best she could. "It was Karen who woke up, Pall. Pall didn't come in."

Mary didn't notice whether there was the black cat outside the studio before, but she was sure that the black cat didn't appear in front of her, at least, it didn't come in.

"No?" Diess seemed to ponder, "Karen, did you wake up by yourself?"

"Yes, father."

"Where did he die?"

"This is a welfare slip, father. It should have been frozen to death by the roadside last night."

"Welfare slip? Call your man back."

"Mason went to Huashuiwan Sanatorium..."

"Shout back."

"Yes, I see, father."

Even though she has lived in this home for a long time, Mary still feels a kind of pressure when facing her father-in-law. Many daughters-in-law in other families call her in-laws by their first names, but she never dares.

The title "Father" already had some religious implications for her.

The daughter-in-law left the studio in a panic.

Diess reached out and closed the door,

Then he walked to the stretcher car, sat down on the chair where Mary was sitting before, and looked at Jeff lying in front of him.

In the studio, it was quiet, only the light bulbs occasionally changed their brightness slightly due to the voltage.

Dis stretched his hand forward,

hold in front of you,

from under his feet,

One after another black shadows began to diffuse out, like wildly growing vines, immediately spreading over the tiles and surrounding walls, "wrapping" everything here;

At this time,

Diess said:

"Tell me how you died."

It's ridiculous, he actually was asking a dead man question.

But then, an even more ridiculous scene appeared:

Jeff, who was already dead on the stretcher, actually sat up slowly...