Some people say that 2012 will be the end of the world for all human beings on earth. Zhang Jun doesn’t know who said this, nor does he know whether the so-called end of the world will happen, but now he is 100% sure that if he can’t escape the ghost behind him who is not a human, and has a very postmodern Gothic style, he may not have to go to the so-called 2012, and today will be his own end of the world.

"Fear! Scream! Your fear and scream will become your best tribute to death!" The hoarse voice of the black shadow echoed in the entire waste factory with an extremely ugly laugh. Zhang Jun staggered when he heard this, almost unable to grasp the center of gravity and fell. Fortunately, he turned his body into a huge water tank in time to hide and recover his strength.

Zhang Jun's mistake was not because of the other party's harsh tone that was as if it had passed through the sofa rubber, nor because of the water-filling threat that had almost no technical content, but because he had been chasing himself for so long, leaving five black shadows on his back that almost ran across the entire back. He never said a word from beginning to end. It was like a silent killer chasing him.

That's right! Zhang Jun is not experiencing the most popular time travel now, nor is he extremely rebirth of yy, but is being pulled into a dream by a dream demon who resembles Freddy. All of this starts a week ago.

By the way, Zhang Jun had a nightmare for the first time a week ago, and he only remembered some situations hazyly. Then, as often seen in a movie with the same theme, within a week, the frequency of nightmare increased rapidly, and the scene in the dream became clearer and clearer. In the fifth day's nightmare, a guy with a face like rotten rubber, wearing a black ragged raincoat, his hands and feet were like some monster limbs, and his limbs were emitting a strong stench, and he began to chase him.

"Damn it!" Zhang Jun couldn't help but swear. A few days ago, this black shadow was just a shadow. Now, as he was disturbed by the nightmare and his energy continued to decline, the nightmare became more and more realistic, and the black shadow became more and more tired and clearer. Now, he could even see rotten pus dripping from the monster's face and smell the rotten smell of flesh emitted from its body.

Relying on the water tank, Zhang Jun's face was ferocious, and his eyes were thick and dark circles looked like a national treasure. It was still difficult for him to believe that he was in a dream. The cold metal touch behind him, the pain brought by the five long wounds behind him, and the boiling feeling brought by the vigorous exercise in his chest, undoubtedly put reality in front of Zhang Jun. Although this is a dream, if he is caught by the other party here, or killed by the other party, he will die in reality.

Will die! Will die... No! Zhang Jun's face was almost distorted into a hideous ghost face. Death was scared, more fearful than anyone else, because when he was a child, he saw his grandfather who loved him the most died in front of him and was buried in a mud grave. For a child in his early teens, the fear of death at that time was deeply imprinted in his heart. Even though more than ten years have passed, the powerlessness towards death at that time still often flashed in Zhang Jun's mind.

Now, he felt the fear of death again, closer than ever before, as if a handwheel loaded with ammunition pointed at his eyebrows. The feeling of oppression and fear were about to make him crazy.

"Ah! Why? There are 6 billion people in the world, 1.3 billion people in China, and even H City, there are 1 million people. Why choose me? Why kill me?" Zhang Jun shouted hatefully. Since the other party can speak, there should be no problem in communication. Zhang Jun believes that he is not a saint or a Buddha. If the other party can let him go, who will become the next victim and take care of his own affairs.

But the other party did not seem to answer Zhang Jun's question head-on. Instead, he used his fingers like sharp blades to scratch the rusted wall, making a harsh sound, "Die? No! How can it be so wasteful? Such a special and delicious soul should be one with me in fear and become a god!" A trembling almost made Zhang Jun lie down, Damn! Can you imagine the scene of getting yourself and Sister Furong? Anyway, Zhang Jun was about to vomit after thinking about it. The other party's words not only did not make Zhang Jun fear, but also made the chills in his brain dispel some of the fear.

"Hey! So here." The hoarse sound from his ears and the stench at the tip of his nose made Zhang Jun roll away from the water tank hiding, and pushed open a small door on the aisle wall and escaped.

A sharp smile came from behind him. Zhang Jun skillfully climbed the stairs behind the door and kept moving towards the top of this used factory building with a strange atmosphere everywhere. According to past experience, as long as you reach the highest point and then jump down the roof of the stairs, you can get rid of this damn nightmare and return to reality again. Of course, the premise is not to be caught by the disgusting nightmare behind you before this.

Bang! Zhang Jun kicked open a very rusty red door at the end of the stairs, revealing the balcony of more than a dozen square meters behind the door. Who knows why there is a balcony built in the factory without drying clothes, Zhang Jun doesn't want to consider this at all.

Bang! The same sound of kicking the door and the angry scream behind him all meant that the ghost had already chased after him. A strange hand that seemed to have been peeled off, suddenly sucked towards Zhang Jun with five three-inch claws. Zhang Jun ignored the claw wind that almost touched the back of his head, jumped over the balcony fence and fell straight into the rich white mist, leaving only the black shadow watching Zhang Jun's back standing alone on the balcony watching the changing scene in the thick fog.

"Hehe! You can't escape. Next time, you're mine, haha!" The terrifying nightmare lifted the claws in front of him, took off the rag on the blade, revealing the sharp blade that occupied blood, and then strangely stretched out a foot-long tongue and slowly licked the blade. As he continued to lick, the blood continued to evaporate into a trace of blue fluorescence, which was sucked into the nostrils as if it was taking drugs.

Zhang Jun, who had no idea about the behavior of nightmare in his dream, was moaned by a stimulation of pain as soon as he returned to reality, and the purpose was a mottled wall.

"Grass! It's disconnected again!" A swearing voice filled Zhang Jun's mind with a long-lost sense of familiarity. "It's good that the school's online fee of 5 yuan per month can be used to surf the Internet. You get what you pay for!" Zhang Jun said it habitually, which made his roommates complain again.

"Shut upstairs, don't make noise, I'll have a sleep." A dissatisfied murmur came from the quilt on the lower bunk, and then he fell silent again.

Zhang Ju couldn't help but say to himself: "It's great to live." Although Zhang Jun's university is not a nationally renowned university, it is already first-class in the province. For senior students like Zhang Jun, the only thing they need to worry about is work and graduation thesis, and the main thing they usually are to eat, drink, play and sleep. Compared with those freshmen who need to deceive their junior sisters to prevent their senior brothers, senior students have more free and easy and danding.

Danding!? Danding, a girl! At least Zhang Jun was very uneasy. Looking at the giant panda in the mirror, Zhang Jun sighed, this time he escaped from death, but he probably couldn't escape the next time. When he found the exit for the first time, he was still ten meters away from the dream demon, and the second time he quickly shortened to within ten meters, and the third time he was only three meters. This time he almost caught himself, no! To be precise, he had already grasped himself. Zhang Jun touched the three red marks on the heel. Although he couldn't see it on the outside, it was just like the five scars behind him. The wounds were the same as his skin elsewhere. Only he could feel the deep stinging pain, as if the cells there had been necrotic.

"Last time it was the back, this time it was the heel, so what about next time? If it was the heart, wouldn't I be dead!" Although I don't know what it would look like after being caught by that dream demon, it doesn't seem like a good thing no matter how I think about it!

Spitting cold water on your face makes you wake up a little, so that you can wake up a little from that drowsy state. You can't just sleep like this, otherwise you will be pulled into your dream by the demon again.

Ignoring the two roommates who were playing online games, opened the computer, searched for the QQ email, and opened a new email. Zhang Jun looked at the so-called expert's suggestions on his situation. Grass! Three said that he was too stressed, and the other one was looking for death. He actually suggested that he go to the mental hospital for treatment for a while and treat your sister! Zhang Jun did not tell anyone about these incredible things that happened to him, because he understood that even if he told the other party, he was just a life of mental problems, and maybe he was regarded as a madman. Thinking about Copernicus who was burned to death as a madman, he didn't want to follow in his footsteps.

Dingdong! Dongdong! "Hey!" "Why did you answer the phone, Zhang Jun? I've called many times!" An anxious voice came from the phone, "Why did you think of me buying insurance? Or accident insurance, you won't be able to think about it!?"

"I can't think of your sister! Zhao Feng, you and my old classmate, you won't know my personality!? When did I want to die?" Zhang Jun couldn't help but laugh and scold, "I just wanted to be in case. In today's society, drinking a glass of milk will cause poisoning, and if you do a high-speed rail, you will be struck by lightning. Even if you walk on the road, you can be hit by a car. If you are hit, you can't complain because his father's surname is Li. Do you think I want insurance?"

"Hahaha!" A burst of laughter came from his ears, and the other party smiled and said, "This is true. Suicide in accident insurance is not included. Moreover, you need a recent health certificate when buying. And you are the kind of person who wants to bite two pieces of meat on the other party even if you die. You are not like a person who suffers a loss. I am too worried."

"Thank you, okay, let's not say much. My contract has been sent. Please take it away!" Zhang Jun yawned, pinched his thighs secretly, and drove his sleepyness away. Zhang Jun said quickly.

The other party smiled and said, "No need to thank you, I also want to thank you for patronizing my business. You know that it is not easy to do this kind of insurance industry! Then let's talk about it next time."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jun smiled bitterly, next time? Is there another time? I bought this insurance so that if I was caught by the devil in my dream, the worst case happened, my parents could get some compensation. At least there shouldn't be too big problems in the second half of my life. This is also the only thing my son can do.

Thinking of this, I felt a little relaxed, but just when I raised my head, a red rusty wall appeared in front of Zhang Jun again, and the clanging steel hit echoed in Zhang Jun's ears. Zhang Jun couldn't help but be shocked. How could it be?
Chapter completed!