Before telling an extra story, Tomato will tell you a familiar horror joke: It is said that several friends from a dormitory of a certain university visited classmate A’s home during the summer vacation. Classmate A lives in a rural area and his home is planted

A fruit seller. That night, a group of people turned off the lights and chatted until late at night. Then suddenly there were footsteps outside, and everyone quickly returned to their beds and pretended to be asleep.

Then the door creaked and moved slowly, and classmate A's father walked in, holding a bright fruit knife.

Everyone was depressed about what their father was going to do, and they stayed up most of the night.

I saw the father of classmate A walking towards them, and then he reached out and touched their heads. Instead of tapping his fingers and flicking them twice, he sighed softly, turned around and left the room. Wait.

After the classmate's father left, the brothers in the dormitory discussed what A's father was doing. However, after much discussion, no one had a convincing explanation, so everyone decided to ask A the next day.

's father.

The next day, a's father prepared a rich fruit banquet, and waited for everyone to sit down.

A's father smiled and said: "Everyone, hurry up and eat. I got up early to prepare these for you this morning."

All the students quickly expressed their thanks in unison.

Later, the father of classmate A sighed: "The most regrettable thing is that there is no watermelon platter. In fact, last night I dreamed that I went to the watermelon field and wanted to pick some watermelons for you guys to eat, but then

I knocked on the shell and found that the watermelon was not ripe yet, so I didn’t cut it. Who would have thought that when I went to the watermelon field the next day, I saw that it was indeed not ripe. I’m really sorry for everyone..."

When all the classmates heard this, they looked at each other in astonishment. From now on, no matter how nice or bad things the classmate A said, they would never dare to visit A's house again.

In fact, this story is just one version of the common story, but it brought us not only laughter, but also a burst of terror. Now that I think about it, I feel a little hairy in my heart. As Tomato said before, the demon doctor had an inspiration.

There are two sources, one is schizophrenia and the other is sleepwalking.

Now let’s focus on somnambulism. What we are used to talking about is somnambulism, which is medically called “sleepwalking disorder”. It refers to a kind of sleep and sleep disorder in which you get up and walk indoors or outdoors before waking up during sleep, or do some simple activities.

A mixed state of wakefulness. This type of patient usually presents with repeated episodes of getting up and walking during sleep, lasting from a few minutes to half an hour. During the attack, the sleepwalker suddenly stares at the eyes during sleep, but does not see anything, and then gets out of bed and regains consciousness.

Performing certain activities in a hazy state. When getting out of bed and walking, although the surroundings are dark, the patient generally does not touch anything and can walk freely.

It is understood that sleepwalkers have their eyes half-open or fully open, their walking posture is the same as usual, and they can even perform some complex activities.

Sleepwalking is a strange state of consciousness. Patients seem to live only in their own world and lose contact with others. Sometimes their emotions fluctuate greatly, and they even speak a lot of nonsense, which is difficult for others to understand. The patient's expressions during sleepwalking

They are dull, basically unresponsive to other people's stimulation, and are difficult to be forcibly awakened. Although the patient is unconscious, his movements seem to be purposeful, and he seems to be engaged in a very meaningful job. After the attack, he can usually return to his original state automatically.

Go to bed and continue sleeping. Sleepwalking usually occurs in the deep sleep period in the first 1/3 of sleep. When you wake up the next morning, you are ignorant of what happened during the night and have completely forgotten it.

There are also several horror stories about sleepwalking. Tomato will post them for everyone to try to see if everyone’s fear of sleepwalking is strong or not:

Story (1) Strange Classmate (For the sake of convenience, it is told in the first person, the protagonist is classmate A) Because the school that classmate A attends is a boarding school that is completely closed and only goes home once a month, the school is very far from the city and the transportation is very far.

It was extremely inconvenient. The most terrible thing was that their school was surrounded by mountains. What was even more terrifying was that the mountain behind the dormitory was surrounded by tombs of various sizes, old and new. At that time, many students were clamoring to transfer to other schools and no longer live there.

The school and so on. The school said, there is no one who doesn’t die, let alone people who live in fear of what kind of ghosts are they talking about in this world.

I am the bravest among students, and I am not a superstitious person, so when everyone is in panic, I still do ideological work for others!

Nothing strange happened day by day, and everyone seemed not to be as timid as before. However, if someone wanted to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, everyone still had to go together. The only thing that seemed strange to me was that I

The dormitory opposite lights up on time around two or three o'clock every day. Even if someone has to get up every night, they don't have to be so punctual, right? Everyone in my dormitory felt strange, and finally one day I couldn't bear it.

After I checked in, I asked the people in the dormitory opposite: Why do you have people getting up at the same time every night? What’s frightening is that they don’t even know, and they say who would go to the toilet so late every day? If

Someone else would definitely be called. But the eyes of the six of them were looking at each other every night. Could it be... They looked at each other and broke into a cold sweat.

That night they decided to get to the bottom of the matter. The people in their dormitory didn't sleep that night and turned off the lights and kept watching what was going on in the dormitory opposite. Suddenly it was bright as usual opposite and they looked through the glass on the door.

(There was a cat-eye teacher on the door of the dormitory checking the room) I saw a boy sitting in front of the desk, seemingly putting on makeup, and then blowing his hair for about half an hour. At this time, he changed his clothes, carried a backpack, turned off the light, and opened the door.

. We thought he was going on a date? No, who cares about this in middle school now? Even if he does, he doesn’t have to stay so late every day. Some people even said something terrible. There are graveyards behind the school. Could it be that he

I really couldn’t guess what was going on, so I asked someone who was in the same dormitory with the boy to follow him to see what happened. I saw the boy walking downstairs and across the playground towards the graveyard behind the dormitory. We

Everyone was stunned. We all mustered up the courage to follow him. He stopped in front of a tombstone. A group of us hid behind a tree to see what he was going to do. At that time, the air seemed to be condensed. Everyone

They didn't dare to express their anger. They saw him kneeling on the ground throwing dirt with his hands. Everyone looked at him as if he was going crazy. After a while, he held up half of the body with both hands and then took out a knife for eating Western food from his bag.

, the cross was still wrapped around the chest and it looked pretty, so I started to enjoy it. Everyone's legs went weak when they saw this scene. The people in the boys' dormitory didn't go back that night and they all hid in our dormitory.

The next day, everyone looked at the boy and saw that he was no different from ordinary people. He seemed to have no memory of what happened last night. We didn’t think about anything. At night, we called the school guidance, teachers, and school doctors, and dozens of people were there again in the middle of the night.

At 3 o'clock, he followed the boy out. He was still dressed up as usual, carrying the so-called dining tool bag and went out. He came to the tombstone last night again, and continued to eat the leftovers from last night... Everyone watched

He was stunned, and the school doctor told him not to make any noise so as not to scare him. He was probably sleepwalking. People with this disease usually do things they can't even imagine when people are asleep. This is considered serious for him.

If someone screamed at him now, his brain would suddenly wake up and he would probably be frightened to death if he saw that he was eating dead bodies.

As a result, boy A really suffered from sleepwalking. His parents said that he used to get up in the middle of the night to eat food from the refrigerator at home. The next day, he had no idea what he had done last night. Later, he had to drop out of school.

No one dared to live in the dormitory where he lived anymore, and it was finally closed.

Story (2) My little sister, when I was in elementary school, my family went out of town to do business and entrusted me to a neighbor with whom my family had a close relationship. The neighbor had three children. The eldest daughter was a classmate of mine and was also a very good friend.

Below her are a pair of opposite-sex twins.

I always slept with the three sisters. I didn’t dare to sleep at home alone. Their house was a big room, with a curtain open to the balcony. There was a bedroom for the four of us with two beds. My friend and her brother

She slept in one bed, and the other bed was for me and her sister. Her mother slept on the bed near the door, open without a curtain. We always got along well, and there was nothing unusual about sleeping at night, until one night-

------The moon was very bright that night. Our bedroom was close to the balcony, and the moonlight shone in through the window, making the room very bright. I guess around 1 o'clock, I woke up from peeing, and I pushed myself up in a daze to urinate.

Just when I rubbed my eyes and looked up, my heart almost jumped out of my chest - my friend's youngest sister, who slept with me, was sitting opposite me (we each slept on one side), staring at me with her eyes wide open.

, motionless. Under the moonlight, her face looked extremely scary. I was scared to death, and my hands and feet were frozen and I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t dare to call her or move around, but she just stared at me. I felt like I was going to die.

Urinary incontinence, haha. What should I do? What should I do? I was scared to death, and finally after a while, she fell down again and closed her eyes and fell asleep. But I couldn't sleep anymore, so I got dressed in a panic and got out of bed.

Deng. He got into my friend's bed and held her hand until dawn, trembling with fear.

The next day I woke up and immediately summoned them and told them what happened at night. The girl involved was confused and didn’t know what to say. I know that people who sleepwalk must not remember anything when they wake up, but I feel strange

Why do people sleepwalk with their eyes wide open? Staring at others in the middle of the night is not scary to death!!

Her mother finally told me later that her little daughter often sleepwalked. Many times she would get up alone and open the door to go out because she was sleeping on the bed at the door. As soon as she opened the door, she would be heard and pull her back to bed.

After that time, I slept at my own home. When I thought about someone suddenly staring at me unsuspectingly in the middle of the night, I preferred to sleep alone.

Story (3) Farmland My hometown is very remote, and the villagers all rely on farming and crops for a living. Many farmlands are at the foot of mountains, and there is usually a pond at the foot of the mountain for conveying water.

There is also a pond at the foot of one of the mountains. It is very large. It is surrounded by mud and forms a slope with the pond. This means that people must be careful as it is very easy to slip into the pond. People in the village strictly prohibit their children from going there.

That pond is too dangerous to play in. Many villagers have slipped and drowned while washing farm tools on rainy days.

Late one night, a couple went to bed to rest after a day's work. After going to bed, the couple always talked about plowing and sowing. The man kept nagging about a piece of land that he wanted to plow.

It was farming time. Because the land was next to the pond, his wife never let him go. But that night he kept thinking about the land, fearing that he would not have time to plow it. In the middle of the night, his wife woke up to go to the bathroom and found her husband's shoes under the bed.

They were covered with mud. She clearly remembered that he had cleaned his shoes before going to bed and planned to get up in the morning to plow the fields. She quickly went to the outhouse to check the farm tools, and was surprised to find that the hoe and bucket were covered with mud and were still wet.

It seemed that she had just let go. She had never known that her husband could sleepwalk, but at that moment she felt a chill. (I would be scared to death. People who sleepwalk will do anything. Who knows one day they will think that I am a dream

The bad guy in the movie strangled me to death! I had read in a book before that a man had a dream in which he was chased by someone. Later, when he caught the pursuer, he strangled him by the neck hard. When he woke up,

His wife was found dead, with a bright red handprint on her neck) The next day, the two of them went to the land by the pond. Of course, the land had been plowed...

These three intentional horror levels are arranged in descending order. If your emotions do not fluctuate much after reading these three stories, congratulations, at least you are not so sensitive to the horror of sleepwalking.

Strong, but the above three stories about sleepwalking are not scary. In fact, the most terrifying sleepwalking is found in a certain case in the real world: Tomato will not go into the specific circumstances, but will only give a brief summary of the case:

Huang's family was poor when he was a child, and he often didn't have enough to eat. His dream was to have enough to eat every day in the future, and he worked hard for this goal. In the end, he was not worried about food and clothing, and had a happy family.

A beautiful wife and two lovely children. However, happiness did not stay with him for too long. It was his fortieth birthday that day. His wife and a pair of young sons helped him celebrate his birthday, and the family partyed until late at night before going back to the house to sleep.

But when Huang woke up the next day, he found that his wife and two young children were missing. This made him very anxious and quickly called his wife's mobile phone, which was still on the table in the hall.

After searching for his wife and children everywhere, Huang reported the case. After careful analysis and speculation by the police, the police finally told him the whereabouts of Huang's wife and a pair of young children. After listening to the police's explanation

After the narration, Huang was completely ridiculed. It turned out that the police speculated that Huang had sleepwalking since he was a child. It might be because he often suffered from hunger when he was a child, so he often got up at night to eat crazily... And last night, because Huang
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