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Chapter 243 The dream that invades reality
I am a very timid person and I never dare to go out alone at night. I always feel like there is something waiting for me in the corridor.

Home is the only place where I feel safe, but since my father and mother disappeared, everything has changed.

My father and mother disappeared at home. I was woken up by my parents' voices in the middle of the night. They told me to run away and leave the room. But when I opened my eyes, the room was eerily quiet.

Covering my eyes with the quilt, I secretly looked towards the living room. The furniture and electrical appliances were all there. Nothing was missing. On the contrary, there were... more shadows like refrigerators standing in the room.

They just stood there, moving silently, like lifted coffins.

Finally in the morning, I opened the curtains, ran into the living room, and shouted the names of my father and mother loudly.

No one responded. I pushed open the door of the master bedroom, and my father and mother were gone.

I quickly called the police, but my neighbor told the police that he suspected that I had killed my father and mother.

They said they could hear quarreling and begging for mercy from my house every night. They said I was a violent lunatic, and that my father and mother would keep calling my name at night, but I didn't know any of this.

To this day, the police still haven't found my father and mother. I should be the only one in the world who knows where my father and mother are hidden. Look, they are here...

"Is it his brain that he alienated?"

"Chen Meng, Chen Meng, Chen Meng!"

"Is this his mother?" Xuan Wen moved forward, but as soon as she was one meter away from the hospital bed, a feeling of weightlessness suddenly came. The shadows on the ground seemed to have turned into a cliff, and if she went further, she would fall into the shadow world.

After he fell asleep, pairs of white eyes appeared in the cracks in the walls and doors, and various physical deformities, barely recognizable humanoid things crawled out.

This ability has gone beyond the scope of ordinary ghosts. Three patients were crowded beside the bed, and Sumo was holding women's shoes and trying to hide under the bed.

All the horrors in the man's imagination became reality. After he fell asleep, he crawled towards the only hospital bed.

The human face wanted to squeeze into the ward, but was blocked by the thin line between the door panels, and countless bells swayed.

The ghost screamed more and more harshly, the sound was so sharp that it pierced the eardrums, and she was still pushing madly into the ward.

The man with his eyelids cut off lay on the bed and slowly stopped struggling.

The floor suddenly trembled, as if a giant stepped heavily on the corridor, and claws made of fingers scratched the window glass, and everyone heard a piercing ghost scream!

Night completely shrouded Lishan Hospital. After the last trace of light disappeared, the door panel of the intensive care unit completely turned into a coffin. On the skewed walls, large shadows spread quickly like moss.

An extremely huge human face appeared at the door of the intensive care unit. It was the face of a middle-aged woman. She was tired and in pain. Her face was like the sail of a large ship, swelling inward and constantly exhaling.

Thin threads broke, blood splattered, and scattered emotions fell.

The sound of the bell became more and more rapid, at the same frequency as the man's heartbeat, and the whole ward seemed to be shaking.

"Those thin threads wrapped around the room are not ordinary ropes. They seem to represent the patient's tense nerves and reason. When all the thin threads are broken, he may never wake up." Reality and shadow world are reversed, nightmare Such a real appearance.

The mother's face finally squeezed into the ward, tearing off most of the thin wires. Her huge head continued to expand, staring at the child sleeping on the bed.

If the ward is a man's heart, something his mother did in the past completely occupied his heart, causing him pain day and night and unable to think of other things.

The man's body curled up unnaturally, and the load-bearing wall of the ward had faded at some point, revealing the white bones, which were a white spine. Dad was in the middle of the spine, and almost only the white bones were left in his body.

After his father appeared, the insomniac with his head mopping the floor did not hesitate at all. He took out a bottle of medicine from his arms as quickly as possible. He climbed onto the hospital bed and poured all the medicine into the man's mouth.

The man sleeping in the nightmare seemed to be invaded by something, his body was severely spasmed, and two forces collided in his mind.

Patches slowly appeared on my mother's face, and they quickly began to age, and then the patches fell to the ground.

The father in the spine did not break free, so he was restrained by some force, and the load-bearing wall of the hospital returned to normal little by little.

The ghost howled and returned to the shadows. The man on the hospital bed suddenly took off his blindfold and woke up!

The ward had not changed much since before he fell asleep, except that the thin lines between the doors had broken a lot.

"Have you seen those ghosts? They will come out as soon as I fall asleep, and they will come out and look at me!" The man grabbed his hair with both hands, his eyes were red, and he was on the verge of collapse.

"I almost know what your disease is, but if you want to cure it, I need your full cooperation." Xuan Wen hooked the thin line between the doors with her fingers: "What did you do before?"

It took the man a long time to calm down, and he stared with scarlet eyes: "Actor, many people liked me when I was young."

"In your dream, there were many white eyes peeping at you from the cracks in the door and window frames. Have you ever been followed by peepers?" Xuan Wen is going to restore all the things in the nightmare, find out the parts that compare with reality, and figure out the root cause. Men's problems.

Many big ghosts own the House of Resentment, but ghosts like Zhang Ding are more terrifying than them. They can turn painful memories into nightmares and reappear in the House of Resentment.

The male patient in the intensive care unit of Lishan Hospital seems to be such a monster, but he still cannot control this ability.

"Is this related to medical treatment?" The man was a little reluctant to answer.

"Every question I ask next is difficult for you to answer. They all involve cutting open your bloody heart and removing the diseased part, but only in this way can you be cured." Xuan Wen said Su Mo Pulled out from under the bed: "Your danger level is too high. If you don't want to answer, I'll leave now."

"Before I got sick, I looked pretty good, but I wasn't famous, so I wanted my friends to follow me and peep at me to create some hype. I actually really enjoyed that feeling, being watched by a certain kind of gaze, and everything was like a stage..."

"and after?"

"My friend died in a car accident, but the voyeuristic gaze was still there, and it seemed that I could never get rid of it. I began to suspect that there were dead people squatting in the corridors and corpses hidden in the corners. I didn't dare to go anywhere, I only dared to Stay at home." The man opened his eyes wide, and the depths of his pupils were full of fear: "Later, I found that there started to be that kind of gaze at home, and my father and mother started talking strangely, as if there was something hidden in their eyes. In the body.”

(End of this chapter)