Light clouds cover the moon, like a plastic sheet.
Lin Mo, who was still in college, woke up from his sleep.
He slept on the upper bunk. When he woke up, he was sweating profusely and his pillow was wet. Looking around, he saw that the other students in the dormitory were sleeping soundly, and they were snoring one after another.
"It's that dream again, it's not over yet!"
Lin Mo lifted up the quilt, put on his clothes, got down from the upper bunk skillfully, opened the door and went out.
He has to go to the toilet.
The sensor light in the corridor lit up as he deliberately coughed, and there was a cool breeze in the corridor, which gave those who blew it all the goosebumps.
After returning to the dormitory, Lin Mo did not dare to sleep.
Lately, every time he falls asleep, he has the same nightmare.
The content of the dream was that someone was chasing him.
But Lin Mo couldn't see who was chasing him because the environment in the dream was very special.
That's a long corridor.
At least a hundred meters.
It's narrow. Standing in the middle with your arms stretched out, you can touch the walls on both sides with your hands. The height is more than three meters, but even so, it still feels very depressing.
There is a lampshade every five meters above. Although they are all on, the light is dim. Sometimes, the voltage seems to be unstable and the light flickers on and off.
At the opposite end of the corridor, there is a door.
Every time Lin Mo would stand in front of a door, the lights above his head would start to flash, and with a creak, the door behind him would be opened, and footsteps would slowly sound, as if something was walking in from outside the door.
At the same time, there will be a feeling of extreme danger coming from behind.
To use Lin Mo's own words to describe it, it forces you to flee forward.
Still the kind of panic-stricken running.
The next moment, the lights behind him will go out one by one, and the footsteps are always behind him, as if something is chasing him.
Sometimes, what's invisible is the scariest thing.
The tension and fear are like stepping on the accelerator of a racing car, rushing in so fast that people can't react in time.
The first time Lin Mo was chased, he was in a panic. He ran to the opposite door and pushed in.
Ahead is the same corridor again, with the same lampshade overhead.
At first, Lin Mo had no chance to observe this, so he instinctively closed the door.
Often at this time, he would wake up. If he fell asleep again, the dream would continue, the door behind him would be pushed open with a creak, the lampshade above his head would be extinguished, and he would repeat his previous escape.
It seems endless.
Endless corridors, endless doors, the danger behind you, and endless pursuit.
It would be fine if it was just like this, but the problem was that Lin Mo later discovered a problem.
There is a number on the door.
It should have been counting down from 18. After a few days of the same nightmare, he had opened the No. 1 wooden door.
It is conceivable that based on this calculation, next time you run to the end of the corridor, there may be wooden door No. 0, or there may be no wooden door.
When the time comes, the thing behind you will definitely catch up.
If you only have such nightmares once or twice, that's okay. Who doesn't have nightmares occasionally? But if it's the same nightmare every day, and the whole process is very real, it's still fresh in your mind and you remember every detail.
Then this nightmare is not normal.
…
In the junk alley, Lin Mo looked at his father strangely.
"Dad, who told you these?"
"Yourself."
"Why don't I remember?"
"Would you believe me if I said I didn't know?"
Lin Mo looked at his father in surprise.
"Don't look at me like that. I really don't know, but after listening to what's going on, you may be able to guess something." Dad Lin continued: "After dawn, Liu Jia went to find you. She has a holiday a few days earlier than you."
, so I came back from Qianlong City early. This girl was really nice to you at that time."
Lin's father looked at Lin Mo, who was also excited.
"Dad, I don't remember anything you said. Please hurry up and talk about the key points. I won't go into some unimportant details, okay?"
"I don't know the details about you two." Father Lin also shook his head helplessly: "You should have told that girl Liu Jia about the nightmare situation. She cares about you very much and thinks you are too stressed.
, so I’ll relax with you.”
Speaking of this, Father Lin's expression changed.
"You called me to tell me all this. I don't know if it's true. And the time you called was already the third day Liu Jia went to see you."
Father Lin glanced at Lin Mo at this time.
There was a hint of meaning in his eyes.
"At that time, your tone on the phone sounded like another person. You told me that Liu Jia was dead and his body was next to you."
Lin Mo's eyelids jumped when he heard this.
This turning point came quite suddenly.
Why did such a good girl die?
The problem is that Lin Mo doesn't remember this at all.
"You said an address, nothing else, and then hung up the phone. Dad was so anxious that he rushed over immediately. When I entered the room, guess what I saw?" Dad Lin's finger
There was some trembling at this time.
Obviously what happened at that time will never be forgotten by him in his life.
"What did you see?" Lin Mo was also curious.
Father Lin took a deep breath: "It was a small guest house in the suburbs. When I entered, you were lying on the ground, Liu Jia was on the bed, and both of you were dead."
Hearing this, Lin Mo was not surprised at all.
Because the uncle has said before that he has seen the bodies of himself and Liu Jia.
But Lin Mo was completely stunned by what Lin's father said next.
"I have examined your bodies, and your father and I also have some professional knowledge. It has been more than 24 hours since the two of you died, but the previous phone call was made half an hour ago."
Dad Lin obviously tried his best to avoid recalling this incident, but he had no choice. If he wanted to tell Lin Mo, he had to recall all the details at that time.
In fact, Father Lin has not forgotten, he has always remembered it clearly.
In other words, Lin's father received Lin Mo's call after Lin Mo was dead.
"That's definitely not me!" Lin Mo said at this time.
"I'm not sure." Dad Lin was silent for a while. The room was very quiet, and Lin Mo was also thinking about the problem. If what Dad said just now is true, then the call was made after he died.
Analyzing it from today's perspective, it may have been the phone call I made to my father in the nightmare world.
That scene makes my hair stand on end just thinking about it.
That weird dream must be the key.
There are many doubts here, such as what happened in the three days when Liu Jia came to see him. How did Liu Jia die? How did he die?
At this time, Lin Mo suddenly thought of something.
"Perhaps, on the night when Liu Jia came, I was already caught by that thing in my dream."