It seemed that this unexpected episode had temporarily stopped the strange things in the apartment.

The positions of the stairs and rooms were no longer changed, and the corridor became quiet, but if you listened carefully, you could still hear faint cries coming from the darkness.

Robin felt a little relieved.

He realized that the difference between the novice simulation and the actual operation was really big.

Robin just took a closer look and saw a thick black fog flowing out of the darkness, and the black air like a thin thread wrapped around his feet.

If he hadn't been prepared, the bone-chilling breath would have almost frozen his blood.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, his colleagues found him.

"Did you see that thing?" Robin walked quickly to them with a chainsaw.

He was usually very timid and never dared to watch horror movies. Now his heart was beating fast: "That thing is too scary."

Song Huaimin didn't say anything.

"I saw it." Ling Su understood him very well. He held his shoulders and said seriously, "It's normal to be afraid when you encounter this situation for the first time. You have done a good job."

Song Huaimin had a severe headache. He pressed his temples and looked at the two black shadows left on Robin's chainsaw. He said speechlessly: "You two..."

"That's the 'shadow' in the seventh cubicle of the bathroom. It will take turns with the black monster to look for people. I was also scared before." Before Song Huaimin finished speaking, Ling Su started to explain.

Then he led Robin into the room, turned on the light and continued: "The apartment will change every time we are in the REM sleep period. They will walk around in the corridor looking for prey... Old Song, you should come in quickly too."

When Song Huaimin heard this, he was so scared that he immediately shut his mouth and walked into the room quickly.

When the lights came on, the gloomy chill in the room seemed to be less.

Robin found that the layout of this bedroom was exactly the same as what he saw when he woke up.

The bed was an old-fashioned iron-framed single bed with white sheets and blue striped quilt covers.

The bedding looked old, faded and yellowed after washing, and worn in some places.

There was a cat-head wall clock on the wall, ticking, showing the time was 3:47.

There were many graffiti on the wall, but I couldn't tell what they meant, as if they were casually drawn by a child.

There were several rows of award certificates on the other wall, and the words on them were blurred.

There was a large old-fashioned jujube-red wardrobe in the corner, with the door half open, and the light shone on it, casting a shadow.

The room looked normal, and Song Huaimin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He was so scared that he sweated a lot, and his legs were still numb. He instinctively moved away from the strange cat-head alarm clock, walked to the bed and sat down and said, "Whose dream is this?"

"I don't know." Ling Su locked the door and continued: "In fact, no one has been found in the apartment so far."

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Song Huaimin was a little surprised: "No one?"

Ling Su nodded. He was looking at his watch. He walked to the cat-head wall clock and compared the time.

According to the results of instrument detection, the intensity of the brain waves trapped in this dream is at least equivalent to that of six to seven people.

One of the lost people whose identity has been confirmed is a 16-year-old female high school student who has been in a coma for two days.

For this kind of situation where people live with their families and have been lost in dreams for a relatively short time, it is actually optimistic.

Although coma will have a certain impact on the body, fortunately, there are people to take care of it and medical monitoring can be carried out in time.

As long as they are awakened from the dream by professionals as soon as possible, there will be no problem.

The most dangerous type is actually those who live alone, have no relatives or friends with whom they have regular contact, have no job, and are not found to be abnormal in time.

Once these people get lost in dreams, unless they can wake up on their own, they may cause extremely serious consequences in reality.

Since the lost cannot be found, it means that a relatively simple method cannot be used to directly guide them out of dreams and back to reality.

"The only way is to thoroughly investigate this apartment and break this nightmare." Ling Su waved his hand, "Robin, come and see this."

As the deputy captain, Song Huaimin is used to assisting and cooperating with Ling Su. He was just halfway up by the edge of the bed when he suddenly froze: "...Are you changing your partner now?!"

"I don't want to either." Ling Su looked at his former partner with a little guilt, "But he looks better than you..."

Song Huaimin was speechless.

Robin scratched his curly hair, adjusted his collar, and walked to the cat head wall clock that Ling Su was studying.

Ling Su raised his hand wearing a watch and compared it with the wall clock.

The scene before Robin was quite strange. The two watches were running at different times, and even the speed of the second hand was not completely consistent.

"The speed of time in dreams is often different from that in reality." Ling Su explained, "Many times, we think it was a long dream, but when we wake up, we find that it was only a few dozen minutes. Sometimes it feels like only a short moment in a dream, but in reality it has been a long time."

The most common example is that we tell ourselves to sleep for ten more minutes every morning, but an hour passes by as soon as we close our eyes and open them again.

"The time flow rate ratio between this dream and reality is about 1.5:1, which is not a big difference, so there is no big problem." Ling Su reminded him, "Be especially vigilant against dreams that have a huge difference in time flow rate from reality, because it is easiest to get lost in them."

Robin nodded, and he was a little envious of Ling Su's cool steampunk-style mechanical watch: "Is this the equipment for formal employees?"

Ling Su answered readily: "Yes, the employee benefits are very generous. A full set of equipment gift packages are given upon joining the company, including meals and accommodation, regular physical examinations, welfare insurance..."

"Okay, don't listen to his nonsense." Song Huaimin couldn't listen any more and interrupted him forcibly, "The sleeping cabin will continue to remind us of real time. If we want something, we can make it manifest by concentrating our minds."

Creating things in dreams is not a difficult task. In fact, it is just collecting all the details of an item from memory.

The more familiar you are with something and the clearer your impression of it, the more real it will be.

Song Huaimin, as a veteran criminal policeman, asked out of professional instinct: "What did you two find in this bedroom?"

Although the identity of the owner of the dream has not yet been determined, this bedroom is not without traces.

Since dreams are generated by memory and subconsciousness, there should be some clues.

Ling Su sighed with some regret, and put the watch he had been showing into his sleeve: "The dreamer's mental state is very unstable, and he has been in severe depression and anxiety for a long time, which can be seen from the monster in the dream and the frequent changes in the layout of the stairs and rooms in this apartment."

"But in contrast, the bedroom shows contradictory order and organization, and even a kind of forced neatness."

"This strong opposition and even tearing feeling is also reflected in many details, such as neat awards and messy graffiti, neat beds and casually closed wardrobes"

"And the pile of scattered clothes inside." Ling Su said as he walked to the wardrobe and opened the wardrobe door: "Old Song, what exactly did the 'meat monster' you saw before look like?"

When Song Huaimin saw that he actually opened the wardrobe like this, his back instantly felt cold again: "Robin also saw it, why are you asking me?"

"Because I think Robin is scared." Ling Su looked inside, closed the wardrobe door, turned around, "You have been chased for a longer time, you should see it more clearly, and..."

Ling Su suddenly changed the subject: "Where's Robin?"

Song Huaimin came back to his senses, looked around the room, and widened his eyes in shock.

The door was locked. Song Huaimin had just searched a place not far from the door and was sure that no one had left.

Robin had been squatting in the corner, studying the children's smart watch he had just manifested, and disappeared into the bedroom in the next second.