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The afterglow of the evening came in from the window, making the whole room dim.

There was an inexplicable buzzing sound in my ears, the sound seemed to be there, it was like tinnitus, and it was like a mysterious call from far away in the sky.

Marcus sat on the edge of the bed blankly, his eyes were fixed, his hair was messy, and he looked like he hadn't woken up yet.

However, at this time his mind has already been turned upside down...

"Meng Nan, does it really exist?"

Marcus murmured in a low voice. He kept experiencing the inexplicable feeling in the dream, until the feeling began to fade, and then he reluctantly opened the drawer on the side, and recorded everything in the dream.

As a fan of dreams, he has this special hobby of recording all the interesting dreams he has every time, so that he can recall them quickly when he recalls them in the future.

And this method is also a method that lucid dream lovers like to do.

According to scientific theory, dreams are actually the product of the subconscious mind. For example, if you dream of looking for a toilet everywhere, it is only because you drink too much water before going to bed, which leads to the urge to urinate. It is expressed in the form of non-stop running in the dream.

The so-called dream comes from the heart, is the truth.

The lucid dream is a special physiological concept of dream.

Most people don't have the ability to think when they dream, and their meanings diverge as the dreams diverge, just like a walking dead.

However, in the lucid dream state, the dreamer can have the thinking and memory abilities of the waking state in the dream. They will think and observe the dreamless state as in reality, and some people can even actively control the dream.

This is actually a kind of communication between the subconscious and the surface consciousness, a kind of communication between the ego and the id.

"I didn't expect that the lucid dream, which I would only have once in a long time, reappeared this time, and it was still in such a situation... Sure enough, Meng Nan has magical powers."

The words of the man in the dream still echoed in his ears, but Marcus had a strange look in his eyes. He had a feeling that maybe the man in the dream was the meaning of the dream that he had been looking for.

"Because I wanted you to appear, that's why you appeared, Mengnan, what's the difference between you and a god?"

He looked at the weird printed face pattern on the table again,

A frenzy gradually appeared in his eyes...

...

Time soon entered the night again.

Sonnymo finished the day's class, and he returned to the dormitory, only to find that his roommate was still not there.

"What the hell is this kid doing these days?"

Sonnymo muttered a little strangely. He opened the forum again, wanting to see what new discoveries were made in the messages that day, but just after he logged on to the website, he saw that on the homepage of the forum, there was a big and bold The title, nothing else, is the one I saw last night.

At this time, the post was no longer as simple as dozens of replies, but it had exploded to tens of thousands of replies, and the popularity of the post had broken through the sky.

"How did you..."

Sonnymo's heart tightened, and he quickly clicked on the post, but saw countless people's posts below, but the content was surprisingly consistent!

[I really shouldn’t read this post before going to bed. Can you believe it? After seeing this man’s photo, I actually dreamed about him in a dream. The dream was very weird. The man seemed to tell me What! 】

【Coincidentally, I dreamed about it too. The man said he was called Mengnan, and he said a lot of reasonable things, no way...】

[It's disgusting, that dream, I don't know if you guys are joking here, but I really dreamed about him, it was a nightmare, the point is that I'm a person who rarely dreams! 】

【It's so weird, this guy appeared in my dream...】

【Have you all dreamed about it? No way, he also appeared in my dream! 】

【…】

Sonnymo kept scrolling down, one by one, page by page... He looked at the comments with astonishing similarities, and these comments almost all had the same content, that is, after reading this post last night, when he was dreaming, They all dreamed about this man too!

Seeing this scene, Sonnymo couldn't help but frown. It seems that the source of this picture cannot be concealed completely.

Putting out the thought of taking this picture as his own, Sonnymo felt a little regretful, then turned off the computer, leaned on the bed and started to scan his phone.

Brushing and brushing, a burst of drowsiness came silently, Sonnymo yawned, and then slowly lowered his head...

...

When Molly regained consciousness, she found herself standing in a small dark room.

The fluorescent lamp above the head flickered, but at its brightest, it could only illuminate a range of two or three meters, while the rest of the room was still dark.

The room was empty, the only thing was an old wooden door directly in front of him, and a sink next to the wooden door.

There was the sound of dripping water from the sink, and on the old door, there was a frosted glass window, and the dim light outside the window shone in, bringing a new light source to the room.

The room was silent.

However, in this silence, there was a footstep faintly approaching.

Slap!

Slap!

pat...

"who is it……"

Molly, who was standing in the darkness, faintly felt a little ominous, and she slowly stepped back, keeping herself buried in the darkness.

The footsteps were getting closer, and at the same time the air in the room became more oppressive. Molly retreated to the corner of the room and leaned against the wall completely.

At this moment, a black shadow reflected on the window of the door through the dim light of the corridor.

The footsteps stopped.

"Who, who is there?..."

Molly asked again in a low voice, but now her voice was full of fear.

Click...

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound from the doorknob. The sound was like a thunderstorm, causing Molly's whole body to convulse. The next second, the wooden door suddenly made a long creaking sound. The sound was extremely ear-piercing, as if it was an echo from hell.

As the wooden door slowly opened, a hand came in from outside the door.

Molly tightly covered her mouth. From her perspective, she could see that the owner of that hand was actually wearing a bright red rope around her wrist...

"ah!"

Molly sat up abruptly, clutching her chest in shock, panting continuously.

"Molly, what's the matter with you?"

The roommate's voice came from the next bed, with a hint of concern, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"seems like it……"

Molly nodded, she got out of bed and went to the bathroom, splashed a lot of cold water on her face, and felt better.

Walking out of the bathroom again, she didn't continue to fall asleep, but thought about it, took out the pattern she took back from the club during the day from the drawer, and looked at it carefully again.

Sure enough, the man in the dream was exactly the same as the one on the pattern... Kuwen

"What are you looking at?"

The roommate didn't blame Molly for disturbing her sleep, but ran to Molly's barefoot, and immediately saw the pattern in Jasmine's hand.

"It's scary! What is this?"

The roommate asked curiously.

"This is……"

Molly opened her mouth, and then recalled the name that Sonnymo had said during the day in the club, so she immediately said, "His name is... Dreamman."

"Dream man?"

The roommate groaned.

Ignoring the chatter of her roommate, Molly began to recall her dream just now, but at this moment, she found that her dream began to blur. The only thing she remembered was that the man opened the door and walked towards her step by step. coming scene.

And the weirdest thing is that the man was shaking his head while walking, even shaking his head out of the afterimage...

The other party seemed to say something else, but he didn't seem to say anything, but he had forgotten it after waking up from the dream.

Molly scratched her head in distress, eager to recall what the other party said, but the more she was like this, the more she couldn't remember.

Then she saw her wrist out of the corner of her eye, and suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration!

The opponent's wrist seemed to be wearing a red rope.

The moment she thought of this, a faint impulse appeared in her heart, and then she opened the drawer like a ghost, found a piece of red string from it, and put it on her wrist.

At the moment when she put it on, she felt a faint sense of peace in her heart, as if having this red rope could protect her from harm.

Then, she climbed onto the bed again and slowly fell asleep...

...

It was early morning when Sonnymo woke up again.

He stretched slowly, only to feel that he slept extremely soundly last night, and his previous fatigue was swept away.

There was still a picture of Mengnan on the table, but in his eyes, this picture was not as scary as before, because in the dream last night, he had a long conversation with Mengnan, talking about many things. thing.

"Unexpectedly, not only did I dream about it on the first day, but I also dreamed about it last night..."

Sonnymo shook his head and was about to get up for class, but at this moment, he only heard a noise coming from outside the window.

"What happened?"

Sonnymo stood up curiously, opened the curtains and looked out, only to see a large group of people gathered at the bottom of the building. These people gathered in front of the bulletin board and could continue to discuss something enthusiastically, some made low voices, and some Laughing constantly.

In the crowd, Sonnymo even saw Marcus.

Maybe there is a new announcement?

Seeing this, Sonnymo didn't care, he quickly went to the bathroom to wash up, then changed into clean clothes, turned around and walked downstairs.

It was only when he got to the bottom of the building that he realized that the group of people still hadn't dispersed. Dozens of people gathered together and looked at the huge bulletin board in front of the dormitory building.

But when Sonnymo followed everyone's gaze and looked at the bulletin board, he was stunned.

On a bulletin board the size of a blackboard, a huge white paper was pasted. On the paper was a weird human face, with a bald head, thick eyebrows, huge and empty eyes, and that huge mouth.

Who is it if it's not a dream man?

Seeing this scene, Sonnymo took a breath.

At this moment, Marcus walked out of the crowd, talking loudly to everyone, and was about to turn around and leave.

Seeing this, Sonnymo hurriedly followed, he grabbed Marcus, "Hey, why did this pattern appear here?"

"I enlarged and printed it."

Marcus responded calmly, "And I also know that this picture was not created by you, but you found it from the Internet, am I right?"

"Uh, yes."

Sonnymo nodded awkwardly, and then came, "But this picture has the power to make people have nightmares, will there be no problems if you do it?"

"Who said there must be nightmares?"

Hearing this, Marcus stopped. He turned his head slowly and looked directly at Sonnymo, "As long as you are willing to accept Mengnan, he will put down his posture and talk to you in an approachable manner, won't he?"

Seeing the other person's eyes, for some reason, Sonnymo suddenly felt a little cold, he nodded, "Well, it's my fault, I really didn't have a nightmare last night...but..."

"No but!"

Marcus narrowed his eyes, and he solemnly put his hands on Sonnymo's shoulders, "Have you ever thought, Mengnan, is probably the evidence of the existence of the gods we have been looking for?"

"God... what do you mean?"

Sonnymo was even more at a loss. He subconsciously wanted to back away, but his shoulders were tightly bound and he couldn't escape.

"Dreams are a symbol of the human subconscious, and the subconscious is a symbol of all the thoughts and desires deep in the human heart..."

Marcus said solemnly, "It is precisely because human beings yearn for the appearance of God that the subconscious minds of countless people are highly consistent. When these unified forces are condensed in one place, it will affect reality sooner or later. Appeared……"

"Meng Nan told me this, because we want him to appear in our hearts, so he will appear, everything is as simple as that!"

"what are you talking about?"

Sonnymo was completely stunned. He looked at Marcus whose expression changed from calm to fanatic. At this moment, he seemed to see a religious fanatic.

Looking at the somewhat crazy Marcus, he quickly broke free from the other party, but saw that Marcus's right wrist was tied with a thick red rope.

"This is……"

Sonnymo only felt his scalp tingling, because he remembered that the dream man in his dream also had such a red rope in his hand!

"Ah, you saw it."

Seeing Sonny staring at his wrist, Marcus suddenly smiled sinisterly, he raised his hand, revealing the bright red string on his wrist, "This is the evidence of believing in the dream man, Sonnymo, you are my Evangelist, you must also wear this red string, understand?"

"Marcus, you've gone crazy!"

Sonnymo shouted excitedly, and then he turned around quickly, ignoring everyone's surprised eyes and ran away quickly, until he ran into the teaching building and couldn't see Marcus at all, then he leaned his back against the wall and panted heavily stand up.

Finally escaped...

I really didn't expect that just a pattern would have such a huge impact, even Marcus was stunned.

Thinking of this, Sonnymo seemed to have thought of something. He quickly took out his mobile phone and logged into the dream forum again.

But what made him shudder was that not only the homepage of the forum had been pinned to the top, at this moment in the entire forum, almost every page of the post could see someone talking about Mengnan, and on the reprint logo of the previous pinned post, there was also Has shown over 100,000 retweets.

In other words, in fact, Mengnan has transcended this forum and started to spread on the Internet...

At this time, Sonnymo, who came back to his senses, had faint regrets. He probably shouldn't have let this picture be exposed on campus.

The power of this picture is far greater and terrifying than what I imagined.

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