He dreamed that he and his girlfriend were watching a horror movie, and the movie was called: Ghost in White.
The movie was very scary, and there were constant screams in the screening room.
Although the fat boy was brave enough and didn't scream, he hugged his girlfriend tightly and broke out in cold sweat.
When the movie reached its climax and the female ghost in white appeared, the screams in the screening room became even more intense.
The fat boy didn't notice it at first, but gradually, he realized something was wrong.
The screaming lasted for too long, and the sound became louder and sharper, and even became eerie and shrill, like a group of ghosts crying at night, and it was indescribably infiltrating.
The fat boy felt deeply uneasy and said to his girlfriend: "Honey, I'm a little scared, let's go."
As soon as he finished speaking, the people watching the movie suddenly turned to look at him.
The fat boy was immediately frightened and turned pale.
I don’t know when, everyone watching the movie turned into the female ghost in white in the movie.
All of them had disheveled hair, and their faces were invisible. From the gaps in their hair, only the whites of their dead eyes were exposed, staring at the fat boy in terror.
The fat boy was trembling all over, but he didn't sit still and wait for death. Instead, he grabbed his girlfriend's hand and shouted: "Run!"
However, my girlfriend sat motionless in her seat and said sinisterly: "Honey, where do you want to run?"
The fat boy turned his head and suddenly started to tremble.
It turned out that his girlfriend had also turned into a female ghost in white and was looking at him fiercely.
The fat boy suddenly felt that his girlfriend's hand had become wet, cold, and slippery, and was squirming. When he lowered his head and looked at it, he was so disgusted that he almost vomited.
What he grabbed was not his girlfriend's hand at all, but a handful of white maggots secreting disgusting mucus.
The maggots were still crawling up his wrist.
The fat boy yelled, shook off the maggots, and ran away.
Stumbling and about to rush to the door, the fat boy suddenly stopped.
A large group of female ghosts in white had already blocked the door.
Looking out from the door, they are all female ghosts in white, like a white ocean with no end in sight.
The dead eye, with only the whites of its eyes exposed from the gap in his hair, looked at the fat boy like countless stars with terrifying malice.
The fat boy's face was full of despair.
The female ghosts in white all stretched out their pale arms, like zombies, and slowly approached him.
On the movie screen behind him, a huge female ghost in white occupies the entire screen, making a creepy scream of laughter.
The fat boy looked up to the sky and let out a shrill scream, and was immediately swallowed up by the female ghosts in white.
……"Help!"
The fat boy yelled and suddenly sat up from the bed. His face was pale, sweating profusely, and he was panting violently.
After a while, he calmed down and became clearer.
It turned out to be a nightmare... The fat boy breathed a sigh of relief and touched his forehead with his hand. His palm was wet and cold, covered in cold sweat.
Fortunately, it was daytime, and the sun shone in through the window, making it warm on my body and driving away part of the cold.
The door opened, and a woman walked in and asked: "Brother, I heard you shouting just now, what happened?"
The fat boy cheered up: "Sister, I have a nightmare."
My sister sat by the bed, touched his forehead, and asked with concern: "What nightmare?"
The fat boy said: "I dreamed that my girlfriend and I went to watch a horror movie, and everyone in the screening room and my girlfriend turned into the female ghosts in the movie. I was scared to death!"
My sister showed interest: "What does the female ghost look like?
Is it scary?"
The fat boy said with lingering fear: "It's scary. The female ghost is wearing white clothes, with disheveled hair, covering her face, and only the whites of her dead eyes are exposed from the gaps in her hair..." The sister suddenly stood up, with her long hair disheveled, covering her face, and a
His eyes instantly became only the whites of his eyes, and he said grimly: "Is that so?"
……"ah!"
The fat boy yelled and sat up from the bed suddenly. His face was pale, sweating profusely, and he was panting violently.
After a while, he calmed down and became clearer.
It turned out to be another nightmare... The fat boy breathed a sigh of relief and touched his forehead with his hand. His palm was wet and cold, covered in cold sweat.
Suddenly, he was stunned: "Why should I say this word?"
Ding ding, ding, ding... suddenly, the phone rang.
The fat boy picked up the mobile phone on the pillow, glanced at the caller ID, picked up the phone and said, "Mom."
"Son, I'm downstairs and have brought a lot of things. Come down and pick me up."
My mother's voice came from the phone.
"Okay, I'll go down right now."
The fat boy said, hung up the phone, got out of bed, put on his shoes, put on his clothes and left the house.
When he came downstairs, the fat boy saw his mother standing at the door of the unit, holding a huge jar in both hands.
The fat boy asked curiously: "Mom, what is this jar for?"
Mother said: "It's an empty jar. I bought it to prepare pickles. You can help me carry it back."
The fat boy said oh, took the jar, and went upstairs with his mother.
When I got home, my mother took the empty jar into the kitchen.
The fat boy was about to go back to his room when suddenly his cell phone rang again.
He glanced at the caller ID and was stunned.
It was my mother calling.
But isn't mother in the kitchen?
He thought his mother was joking with him, so he didn't think much about it. He picked up the phone and said, "Mom, what are you doing?"
"What are you kidding about?"
The mother seemed very angry, "I asked you to come downstairs to pick me up, why haven't you come down yet?"
The fat boy was shocked.
Before he could speak, he saw his mother coming out of the kitchen holding a jar: "Son, the pickles are ready, do you want to eat them?"
Saying that, the mother stretched out the jar in front of the fat boy.
The fat boy looked down and saw countless tiny white maggots inside the jar! "Doesn't it taste delicious just by looking at it?"
My mother's eerie voice sounded in my ears.
……"ah!"
The fat boy yelled and sat up from the bed suddenly. His face was pale, sweating profusely, and he was panting violently.
After a while, he calmed down and became clearer.
It turned out to be a nightmare... The fat boy breathed a sigh of relief and touched his forehead with his hand. His palm was wet and cold, covered in cold sweat.
Suddenly, his expression froze: "Is this the third time I have said this?"
The fat boy frowned, clasped his fingers, and thought carefully.
Finally, he remembered.
The first time he had a nightmare was when he and his girlfriend went to the cinema to watch a horror movie called "The Ghost in White", and found that other moviegoers and his girlfriend had turned into ghosts in white.
The second time I had a nightmare was at home, my sister turned into a female ghost in white.
The third time I had a nightmare, also at home, my mother turned into a female ghost in white.
In the second and third nightmares, he thought he was awake, but in fact he was not. He was just having a dream within a dream like Inception.
So when you wake up this time, is it still not really awake, but still in a nightmare?