Han Fei stood in Room 444, Building 4, Leyuan Family Courtyard. He slowly moved his eyes away from Yan Le, entered the back room alone, and began to inspect this strange room.
"Don't wander around!" the middle-aged man reminded kindly, but Han Fei had already entered the bedroom.
Walking in a room filled with curse words, the whole person will feel extremely depressed and panicked. The words are like distorted human faces, constantly squeezing into one's eyeballs.
"Four has the meaning of death. The fourth floor seems to be the death floor. I feel like I have memories of this place in my mind, but I can't recall it at all."
Glancing at the shocking curses on the wall, Han Fei followed the bloody handprints and found something in the bedroom.
There was a folding bed on the ground covered with vicious curses, with chains hung on the legs, which seemed to be used to secure the person on the bed.
Han Fei also found a cardboard box under the bed, filled with video tapes.
Picking up a plate, Han Fei frowned when he saw the text on the cover.
The video tape in this box records the last moments of a person's life, captures their final despair, and freezes the scene of their death. It is a veritable death video.
On the other side of the bed is the projector. Depending on its placement, the picture played by the projector can be seen by the person on the bed.
"Do people who are stuck in bed have to watch such a desperate death video every night?"
In order to verify his guess, Han Fei put the videotape into the projector.
The indicator light came on, and a strange noise came from the projector, as if there were many bugs crawling among the bones.
"Stop! Dreams will interfere with reality through video and drag us into nightmares." The middle-aged man outside the house struggled to come over, trying to stop Han Fei.
"You all get out, I'll stay here alone. If I fall into a nightmare, just open the door and run away, don't worry about me." Even if he wanted to watch the death video in such a weird room, Han Fei still wanted to watch it alone and refused.
When other people came over, the middle-aged man didn't know whether to admire Han Fei's courage or to say that he was ignorant and fearless.
Sitting on the single bed, Han Fei stared at the playback screen, savoring the despair.
At the beginning of all the videos, there is a colorful butterfly flying from a distance. The lines on its body are gorgeous and magnificent, as if it embodies all the beauty in this dark night.
The butterfly appeared very suddenly and disappeared very suddenly. After it disappeared, the video started playing normally.
The first victim was Yan Le's neighbor, a child in a single-parent family who was disliked by his parents. Both parties regarded him as a burden. Gradually, he also thought that his existence was a mistake. With the cooperation of Butterfly and Yan Le's mother,
, that child ended his life hastily.
Yan Le did not leave the country during the entire video, but if you think about it carefully, she was probably the photographer who recorded these cruel and crazy scenes.
Nine victims died, and a large number of victims were on the verge of mental collapse. Everyone lived in their own self-woven despair, like a child lost at a crossroads, confused, scared, and helpless.
The emotions of those people infected the viewers through the video tape, but Han Fei had no expression on his face and just watched silently.
He didn't know why he didn't react, maybe because he had seen something more desperate than this somewhere.
Fast forwarding, double speed, Han Fei watched the video tapes one after another, and he also discovered something very strange.
Every time the video is played, the butterfly at the beginning of the video will fly forward a little.
When he saw the last videotape, the butterfly was about to land on the screen.
"I really want to slap it to death." Han Fei continued to watch. The protagonist of the last video tape was the owner of the video rental house. He accidentally saw Yan Le's filming and resonated with it.
One night, he was just like Han Fei lying on the bed, watching it over and over again.
Later in the night, almost 12 o'clock in the morning, he also saw the last video.
At this time, he was completely dominated by a certain emotion, and the expression on his face became more and more terrifying. He thought of many things in life, then took out the kitchen knife from the kitchen and knocked on the neighbor's door.
The final scene of the picture shows the boss and his neighbor both lying in a pool of blood. The neighbor's expression was one of fear and pain, but the boss showed a strange relief and satisfaction when he died.
When he died, a colorful butterfly flew out of the boss's mind, flapped its wings up and down, and approached the screen.
It flew closer and closer, and finally seemed to fly out of the screen.
Han Fei stared at the butterfly warily. When he reacted, the colorful butterfly appeared in his mind.
In the empty mind, there is only the black curtain that blocks the memory. The butterfly worked hard to sow the dream dust of despair, but failed to weave any dream. It was not willing to fail like this, and simply clung to the largest gap in the black curtain, trying to dig out the beauty of Han Fei.
memories, and then destroy them all.
"Only by knowing the past can we weave the most contradictory nightmare in our hearts. I can understand it." Han Fei was lying on the bed holding the bloody paper man. Normal people would definitely feel scared at this time. After all, a particularly terrifying thing flew into his mind.
Nine people had committed suicide because of it before, but Han Fei was very indifferent, as if he had planned it in advance.
Han Fei himself didn't understand where his confidence came from. It felt like he had practiced it before.
In order to get into the crack, the colorful butterfly did not hesitate to stain its gorgeous wings with blood. It vowed to drag Han Fei into the most terrifying nightmare.
The bloody paper man opened his eyes, but Han Fei shook his head. He didn't even let the paper man stop the butterfly.
"I can predict death, but this mutilated little butterfly does not inspire fear in my heart." Han Fei changed to a comfortable posture: "Looking at the confused look after the butterfly entered my mind, the person who erased my memory should not be
Dream. If I had really cleared the game before, the person who erased my memory was probably another manager, who was Dream’s enemy.”
The brain is the core of a person, the home of consciousness and soul, but Han Fei allowed the other party to enter.
He is using one enemy's attack to break the shackles left by another enemy.
"I seem a little sleepy." There was a buzzing sound in his mind, as if fine sand was sliding down his ears. Han Fei tied the paper man and himself together with a red rope, bit the tip of his tongue, and used his will to fight against the sleepiness.
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Colorful butterflies burrow into the darkness, which can arouse the deepest despair and evil in a person's heart.
After a moment of silence, the cracks in the black curtain widened again, and suffocating despair seeped out of the black curtain.
If other people's despair is like a completely closed dark room, then Han Fei's despair is like the boundless deep sea!
He does not seal himself in darkness, but submerges everything!
The colorful butterfly fled out of the cracks, its beautiful wings were torn to pieces, and Han Fei's memory fragments penetrated deeply into its body like sharp glass shards.
The butterfly was crumbling, sharp memory fragments were brought out of the gap, and Han Fei also saw some memories related to the butterfly.
He has killed butterflies before!
The fragments that pierced the butterfly's body were all memories related to the butterfly. Han Fei saw the last scene of the butterfly's death.
In the depths of his mind, there was a blood-red orphanage, in which he laughed wildly and stretched out his hand to crush the butterfly to death.
This bloody memory caused a chain reaction, and the entire dark curtain that blocked the memory was covered with bloodshot threads. As the cracks expanded again, the despair and fear in Han Fei's memory also poured out along the cracks.
The colorful butterfly wanted to weave a nightmare out of Han Fei's despair and pain, but it didn't expect that Han Fei's despair and pain were far beyond what he imagined. Unprepared, the nightmare got out of control.
The colorful butterfly did not escape Han Fei's mind in the end. It was torn apart by despair and became part of the nightmare.
The despair and pain in Han Fei's mind were like floods that washed away the dam. All kinds of terrifying hallucinations and images began to appear around him, including a giant tree made of countless human hands; there were no eyes, and there were three faces with
The male teacher with a big mouth; a vague singing voice, etc.
"Attention player number 0000, you have successfully reached stage eight!"
Colorful butterflies are like sparks falling into a powder keg, weaving a nightmare that engulfs itself.
Lying on the bed, a drop of blood flowed from the corner of Han Fei's eyes. The blood vessels in his temples were bulging, and his will was repeatedly beaten by fear.
He now knows how painful his "brain" was just now, and it is not easy to resist nightmares.
But what makes him more relaxed than "Brain" is that his nightmares are out of control. At this moment, not only can he see those horrific scenes, but everyone around him is also affected. Because the butterfly died directly in the dream, he
The nightmare is spreading to all directions.
"I didn't expect that the villain I hate and disgust the most can actually activate my memory." Han Fei looked towards the living room, and his "brain" drew the maze pattern on Yan Le's abdomen that had not dissipated. The one that got into Yan Le's belly
The thing is now under the maze tattoo.
After the colorful butterfly in the video died, Yan Le let out a scream in his stomach, and the maze tattoo began to spread at an accelerated pace.
"It's already 11:30 p.m., why hasn't Yan Le's mother shown up yet?" Li Guoer, who was guarding the door, gradually lost her patience and checked the time repeatedly.
"I'm not sure either." The middle-aged man was sitting in the corner. The blood in his eyes had dried up, and there were two shocking blood stains on his cheeks.
"Yan Le's mother loves Yan Le so much. If we put a knife on Yan Le's neck or do something to hurt her, we might be able to force her mother to show up." Li Guoer is not giving advice, she is
He really pulled out the knife: "This room is too weird. Let's call out Yan Le's mother as soon as possible, and then leave."
"If you do that, Yan Le's mother will see her as a threat, and she will be even less likely to cooperate with you and tell you what happened in the past." The middle-aged man knew his wife's character very well, and he said weakly.
"Then how long do we have to wait?" Li Guoer was very stressed as she was protecting her two children.
"The resentment will completely break out at midnight, and her mother should also show up." Just after the middle-aged man finished speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong. All the curse words in the whole room started to move, and there was an extremely unsettling aura.
Quietly emerging: "Has my wife become so horrible?"
"Ahem." Han Fei coughed and walked out of the back room. He wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes and stared at his predecessor: "There is a colorful butterfly hidden in the death video tape left by your daughter and wife."
"That's one of the incarnations of 'dream' when killing people. It will look like that when it falls into a dream." The middle-aged man glanced at Han Fei and said in surprise: "Why are your eyes bleeding?"
"I have good news and bad news to tell you." Han Fei stretched out a finger: "The good news is that one of the incarnations of the dream died in my mind, and was crushed by the nightmare it spun.
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"Impossible, the dream has never been killed. No one can have the memory of its death, let alone the despair that can shake its will." The middle-aged man shook his head: "Forget it, what's the bad news?
Bar?"
"The bad news is that after it died, the nightmare in my mind was completely out of control, and all the despair and pain enveloped you. You may see the horror I experienced later, and you may need to help me share the pain." Han
As soon as he finished speaking, faint singing sounded in everyone's ears.
Yan Le, who was tied to the chair, suddenly screamed. She had never felt so uneasy.
The expression on her childish face slowly turned gloomy, and her bones made brittle sounds, as if another soul hidden in her body felt a fatal threat and wanted to come out to take over her body.
The middle-aged man who thought Han Fei was talking nonsense at first stopped talking now. He found that no matter what he did, he couldn't get rid of the singing. The singing that sounded from the nightmare seemed to have enveloped the entire neighborhood.
"What kind of scary monsters have you ever encountered?" The middle-aged man got up from the ground and covered his daughter's ears regardless of the danger.
"I don't know either, I've lost my memory." Han Fei felt goosebumps appear on the back of his neck when he heard the singing.
Before anyone could figure out the meaning of the song, the piercing siren temporarily overwhelmed the song.
Han Fei opened the door and looked outside. A black taxi, leading a long line of police cars, drove into the community.
"Xiao Jia surrendered to the enemy?"
Sirens, songs and cries were mixed together. As more and more people entered the community, Han Fei felt that the pain he was suffering gradually eased. The out-of-control nightmare directly dragged everyone into the nightmare, causing them to suffer all the time.
Momentarily disturbed by Han Fei's desperate hallucinations, he gradually became unable to distinguish between reality and dreams, and then did all kinds of terrible things.
"It seems like chaos is about to happen." Han Fei looked further away. There were several vans behind the police car. After the players circled around, they entered from the back door of the community.
This chapter has been completed!