"Me." My wife's helpless voice came from outside the door, "The bedroom door is locked for some reason. Come and open it."
Wang Xiaoshuai was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that his wife who was sleeping beside him was no longer there.
He hesitated for a moment, then got out of bed and opened the door. His wife in a nightgown stood outside the door, her face wet.
"What's wrong with you? Your head is covered with sweat?" Seeing his appearance, his wife asked doubtfully.
"It's a nightmare." Wang Xiaoshuai sighed, not wanting to recall the previous scene, "A very strange dream."
Unexpectedly, the wife's expression changed drastically after hearing this, and she quickly asked: "What kind of dream?"
Wang Xiaoshuai felt that his wife's reaction was a bit strange, so he became nervous and whispered: "I can't explain it, I heard a voice in my dream..."
"Sound?" The wife seemed stunned for a moment and said in a panic, "Is it a very rapid knocking sound?"
"Yes, how do you know?" Wang Xiaoshuai was shocked.
"Is it pitch black in the dream and you can't move, only to find yourself in a red coffin later?"
"right."
"Is there someone who keeps knocking on the coffin, feeling very anxious?"
"right."
"Did someone then fill the coffin with mud and try to submerge you in it?"
"Yes!" Wang Xiaoshuai felt cold in his heart and looked at his wife with a horrified expression, "How come you know everything?"
"Because I had the same dream..."
The wife looked strange, and the water on her head kept dripping to the ground. "Do you remember what that knocking sound sounded like?"
"What does it look like..."
Wang Xiaoshuai thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I can't remember clearly. I think it would be better for us to contact the Bureau of Prohibition Removal as soon as possible?"
This thing is so weird that it can no longer be explained clearly with just two words: nightmare...
However, the wife not only ignored this suggestion, but stared at him directly and continued to ask: "Then do you still remember what the person knocking on the coffin looks like?"
"I didn't see clearly..."
Wang Xiaoshuai suddenly became frightened. He felt that his wife was acting strangely.
"Why is your hair wet?"
He was frightened, and when he lowered his head, he realized that his wife seemed to be holding something in her hand. Mud kept seeping out from between her fingers, carrying a fishy smell.
"Wait for me."
Before he could say anything, his wife suddenly closed the bedroom door.
The two were once again separated by a door, and the air became inexplicably depressed.
Wang Xiaoshuai stood in the empty bedroom, feeling a strong uneasiness suddenly surge in his heart.
Time passed by, and the air became extremely silent.
"Dong dong dong dong dong!"
I don’t know how long it took, but a quick knock on the door suddenly sounded. Wang Xiaoshuai’s face turned pale, and the terrifying memories began to revive. This sound...
It’s obviously exactly the same as in the dream!
Could it be that...
He was trembling all over, but he opened the door by accident.
Outside the door, my wife's face was covered with wet mud, her nose and mouth were all covered with dirt, her expression was gray and numb, like a dead corpse.
"Remember, the person who knocked on the coffin..."
She opened her mouth, her voice was strange and dry, and the dirt on her face fell, mixing with the dripping water drops, forming two mud footprints on the ground.
"Like me?"
Chapter completed!