Dream of Death (VI)
【（8.14）I dreamed of a deserted village last night, and when I woke up I found...】
(Come to worship the god post, something really happened.
I heard that there were many people in City A who couldn't be woken up after falling asleep, and were carried to the hospital by their families!
Now the TV says that they may have been hypnotized by a pyramid scheme organization.)
(horrible)
(Bullshit, is hypnosis that powerful? I’m not convinced by the poor psychology major)
(I also think this is ridiculous)
(Wouldn't it be even more ridiculous if it was haunted?)
(The great detective Sherlock Holmes once said, if you eliminate all possibilities, the only thing left that is impossible is the truth)
(I think don’t jump to conclusions, there will definitely be follow-up to this matter)
(It’s only been a few days since the girl committed suicide, and there’s already no news about it online. This world is not worth living.)
(What)
(Are there any friends in City A who can share some information?)
(Hey, is anyone still reading this thread? I have a new discovery. I heard that an icon called "Death Dream" appears on the cell phones of people who are in a coma)
(Fuck, is this Professor Yang showing off his power and asking us to stop playing with our phones?)
(What should people who feel insecure without their cell phones do?)
(This post is on the front page again, the poster should be among the unconscious people)
The hot searches in August seemed to be dominated by dreams of death, which were getting bigger and bigger. Some people fell asleep and were found by their families, never to wake up again.
The storm brought about by the dream of death has completely erupted. The news on the Internet is true and false. Countless dream survivors have come forward to tell their stories of bizarre dream escapes.
The onlookers enjoyed the show very much and thought it was even more exciting than the novels on the Internet.
Apart from the victims and their families, the ones who have the biggest headache are probably the police investigating this case.
After investigating these days, they found that the victims of this case were not only in City A, but also in other provinces, but the number was relatively small. It seemed that the source was still in City A.
The people of City A were in a panic for a while. After all, the icon of the dream of death appeared on the mobile phone without any signs or patterns. You couldn't understand why the dream god targeted you.
There are many insomnia patients who joke that one day they will be saved because they can't sleep. But that being said, not allowing a person to sleep and play with mobile phones is no different from taking a person's life.
Shanzha, who lived far away in Xiaoqinghe Village, also heard about this incident. However, he did not see it on the Internet. Instead, he heard it from his mother at the dinner table, who told him the rumor, not knowing whether it was true or not.
Shanzha didn't take it too seriously and forgot about it after hearing it. However, he never thought that he would receive a call for help from afar a few days later because of this rumor.
*
Youyi looked at the information collected by the people in front of the computer thoughtfully.
In just one day, the internet was in an uproar again, because the dream of death finally began to exert its power, leading people to death in their sleep.
Uncle You has slept for a day and a night, and it seems that he will be fine at the moment. However, danger and death are often unreasonable. They come when they want and cannot be changed by human will.
Youyi pondered for a while about the clues he had known so far and decided to give Shanzha a call.
Shanzha was a little surprised when he received Youyi's call, but he was also very happy. Although these people were a few years older than him, they were still friends to him. No matter how old you are, no one likes to be alone, and he is no exception.
Although the sound of cruising was playful, it sounded a bit tired.
"Are you in trouble?" Shanzha asked. He was a straightforward person and didn't beat around the bush when he spoke.
"Nothing can be hidden from you, Boss Shanzha!" You Yi laughed on the other end of the phone, "I have something I want to consult an expert on. What can you say that can make a group of people have the same dream, and kill people in the dream, and die in reality as well?"
Hawthorn pursed his lips, "I know a lot about individuals, but not much about groups. Why are you always getting into trouble?"
You Yi felt aggrieved, "It's not that we always cause trouble, it's that trouble always causes us."
Hawthorn sighed maturely, "I want to hear the whole story."
You Yi said, "Have you heard of the dream of death? Recently, an icon like a curse has appeared on people's mobile phones. The owner of the mobile phone will be dragged into a dream at midnight.
Some people insist on not sleeping and have their loved ones stay by their side, but they will fall asleep automatically at midnight and no matter how much stimulant they drink, it will not work. However, the people who stay by their side are not affected.
They also discovered that when the phone owner fell asleep, the icon on the phone would activate, and the words "Death Dream" would take over the entire screen. I have a video here, I'll send it to you later."
Hawthorn said hello and asked, "Are there any other characteristics or clues?"
"The police have opened a case for investigation. At first, the dreamer would wake up, but after three to seven nights, he would not wake up no matter how hard you tried.
Some people would have fatal injuries and die, while others would not be seriously injured but would not wake up either.
It is said that after the first night, everyone's dreams start to be different. Now the survivors are all panicking, after all, no one can guarantee that they can wake up after falling asleep.
People who have not been affected by dreams of death are also very panicked, fearing that one day they will turn on their phones and find the dream appear on their phones.
This is even more cruel than that so-called professor who helped people quit Internet addiction.”
Hawthorn listened to him and said, "The icon of the dream of death should be the medium of the caster, through which he can lock those who are dragged into the dream. But the possibility of a group of people offending such an existence at the same time is very small. Is there any special reason?"
You Yi laughed, his tone mocking, "This is what you did to yourself. You have to swallow the bitter fruit even if you cry. Some time ago, a girl here committed suicide by jumping off a building. Someone filmed her jumping off the building, and many people left comments under the video, causing a big uproar. This time, the police investigation found that the biggest thing these people had in common was that none of them spoke human language in the video."
Shanzha walked to the window of her room with her phone and fiddled with the aloe vera on top. "So the root of the problem is here." My mother told us about this. She was so angry that she almost overturned the dining table. I heard that all the people who were making trouble at the scene were invited to have tea. "
"Well, the boss lady is a kind-hearted person!" You Yi sighed.
"Child's temper." Hawthorn said in a light tone.
"They must be scared to death right now," You Yi said, "Do you think it could be that girl?"
Shanzha said, "It's unlikely. It hasn't been 49 days since she died. Even if she died and had resentment in her heart and turned into a ghost, she doesn't have such great power. And the creation of a ghost is not as easy as growing cabbage."
You Yi also intuitively felt that this matter had little to do with the girl who committed suicide. He felt that the girl was heartbroken, and if she still had a little bit of unwillingness and resentment, she should not have given up her life so easily.
Shanzha returned to the bed and sat down. "Since this matter is related to her, it is possible that her relatives or friends are using this method to avenge her through some channels. You can investigate from this direction, and be careful."
You Yi smiled, "Don't worry, I'll do the job. One more thing, is there any external force that can help the person in the dream?"
Shanzha was silent for a while. "There are too few clues. I need to think about it. But it is basically impossible for a person outside the dream to help the person in the dream. It's like you are standing in front of the TV, and there is only a layer of glass between you and the person on the screen. But the actual distance is much farther than you see."
"I understand." Youyi's voice sounded thoughtful.
"It shouldn't be you who was dragged into the dream, right?" Shanzha said, "Although your words are unpleasant to the ear, you are not a bad person."
You Yi thought to himself, it's not wrong for you to say this, but who of us said more unpleasant things?
"It's a relative of mine, a private investigator, who got caught up in this trouble."
He said it lightly, as if he was just doing his best to help ask.
Shanzha seemed to have sensed something unusual and advised, "No matter what the situation is, don't rush to do anything. If it doesn't work, I'll go to City A in two days to take a look."
You Yi responded with a smile, "Master, I'm waiting for your good news. Go to bed early tonight. It's a pity if a child always stays up late and never grows up to be a handsome man."
After hanging up the phone, Shanzha went online to look up the details of this death dream. This matter has been a big deal, but he has never taken it seriously.
There was a wide variety of information on the Internet. He read it for a while and then looked through the information sent to him by Youyi. In comparison, this information was obviously much more reliable than the wild guesses on the Internet.
But Shanzha hasn't figured out anything yet. He lies on his little bed and falls into deep thought.
On the other hand, many people in City A are sleepless at night, which is a particular headache for the police. They have previously found a common point among the victims of dream deaths: they all left messages under the video of their daughter jumping off the building.
They immediately dispatched police to protect the class teacher who was suspected of attempted sexual assault. The culprit did not die, but he was not having a good time either. He was not mentally normal and kept shouting that there was a ghost all day long.
The young policeman who came to protect him just thought he was hiding something.
The head teacher stared into space, repeating, "Don't kill me, don't kill me."
He did not sleep forever, but whenever he closed his eyes he would dream about various ways of dying. Sometimes, someone would saw off his limbs with a saw, and he would wake up from the pain.
Sometimes, someone would chop off my head or push me down from a very tall building. Each time, the pain was extremely severe and every part of my body was controlled by the pain.
The darkness and oppression brought by death are an unrelieved pain and despair.
But no one could help him, even the police who protected him looked at him with disgust.
At this point, he couldn't say that he regretted anything, he just secretly hated himself for having hurt so many cowardly little girls, but why did he fail here.
He cursed fiercely, feeling so much hatred and fear in his heart that he didn't notice at all that a black cat came into the room.
The black cat was like the favorite of the god of death, staring at him with its cold golden eyes.
Those eyes were full of human contempt, but it didn't seem like he was looking at a person, but at an object, a corpse.
After a moment, screams suddenly broke out.
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