Robin rubbed his eyes and stood up from the mirror.

The school badge was covered tightly by ink. Even if he stared at the mirror until his eyes were sore, it was useless and he couldn't see it clearly.

When Robin hesitated whether to teach the shadow in the mirror how to wash clothes, he suddenly said, "There was no apartment in the first place."

Song Huaimin was a little surprised when he heard it: "What?"

At this time, Ling Su came over and explained: "In your simulation, you used an electric saw to cut the ceiling, and the saw blade would come out from under the floor, which means that the concept of floor does not exist. The end point of the stairs is constantly changing, which means that the stairs have no practical meaning at all."

"In fact, there are many details that hint at this, such as the same tiles used for the floor of the corridor and the public toilet, and the same materials as the stairs and bedroom wardrobes. When the corridor floor is broken, green liquid will overflow, just like the faucet dripping from the public toilet..."

The bedroom at home and the public toilet at school would not appear together. Now it seems that this dream is not splicing scenes, nor does it condense them into an apartment.

The so-called new scenes are actually the repetition and deformation of existing scenes.

Song Huaimin listened carefully for a long time and asked, "Can you explain it more simply?"

"..." Ling Su replied, "This apartment was built without the knowledge of the intruders."

When the people who were pulled into the dream saw the monster, their first reaction was of course to run away as hard as they could.

Overly strong emotions and intentions reversely affected the dream, and various "elements" in the dream were used to piece together corridors, stairs and new rooms.

The more frantically the people trapped in the dream ran for their lives, the more new maps would be generated, and this "apartment" would become more and more chaotic and complicated - and the more chaotic and complicated the apartment was, the more difficult it would be to escape, and they could only run harder.

Ling Su was moved by his own explanation, and he stroked his chin and said in deep thought: "People try their best to escape from the fear, but it is the wall built by their own fearful thinking..."

Song Huaimin wanted to kick him, but because there were still prospective employees present, he pulled his leg back: "So, is it the right development for us to float in the fog now?"

Ling Su nodded: "You can say that."

Robin's counter-measures forced the monster back, and to some extent ended part of this nightmare cycle.

Everything they saw now was closer to the beginning of this dream.

"Isn't this a good thing?" Song Huaimin asked, "What should we do next?"

Ling Su told the truth: "I don't know. I am only good at psychology and horror and supernatural parts, not good at deciphering and reasoning, so we need a smart, clever and brave new employee..."

He suddenly realized that this was not appropriate, and looked at Song Huaimin apologetically: "Sorry, Lao Song, I didn't mean to say that you are not smart, clever or brave."

"I know! You don't have to emphasize it again!" Song Huaimin had a severe headache, "Where is Robin? Missing again?"

"I'm here." Robin's voice came from the inner cubicle, "Something went wrong, you two come and see."

The two looked at each other and hurried over to the sound.

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Robin was in the seventh cubicle of the public toilet.

He originally wanted to come in to find some washing powder or detergent, and when he wanted to go out, he suddenly found that this toilet cubicle had been locked at some time.

Robin tried to push the door: "Has anyone locked the door?"

Song Huaimin walked over quickly and pulled the door twice, his face changed slightly.

He and Ling Su had been staying outside to ensure that no one entered or left - but now the door was tightly closed, and the half-worn padlock that had been damaged for a long time had become a brand new one, firmly buckled on the door lock!

There were obviously no windows here, but a sharp wind sound came from nowhere.

The wind sounded louder and louder, whistling in this public toilet, banging the cubicle door.

Such a strange situation also aroused a trace of chill, quietly climbing up everyone's back.

Song Huaimin took out a gun and loaded it neatly: "Stay away from the door, I'm going to shoot!"

Robin retreated to the corner and carefully observed this small cubicle.

Because it was located at the edge of a row of toilets, the seventh cubicle actually only had the same materials on the right side as the other cubicles, and the left side and the back were brick walls built with cement.

The ceiling light was dim to begin with, and it couldn't illuminate this corner at all.

Coupled with the extremely narrow space, it was as if a huge shadow was cast on the head, which could easily force people to fear instinctively.

Robin didn't know how long it had been before he realized that the sound outside seemed to have disappeared.

He vaguely remembered hearing two gunshots, but the door still didn't open, as if the door was locked by some mysterious force.

The situation is a bit troublesome, but the new colleagues are still outside, and they should find a way to rescue him.

Robin suddenly froze for a moment and frowned.

Who is my new colleague?

Who am I?

He looked down and found that he was wearing a dirty school uniform, and there were scars and bruises on his arms.

A strong sense of despair surged in his heart. He couldn't remember anything. He only remembered that he was hiding in a public toilet cubicle and someone locked the door from the outside.

It was a long time after school, and it was completely dark. There was no one in the public toilet, only the sound of the wind was whistling.

Those people never dared to chase in because someone had jumped out of the window and died here before, and then the school said that this place was haunted. So he always ran here.

He was also afraid and never dared to stay for long. He would sneak out after the bullies left.

But today this door was locked!

It was getting darker and darker, and the sound of the wind sounded like a ghost, as if people were talking, laughing, and crying everywhere.

Robin felt desperate and terrified, thinking that he was hopeless and could not hold on any longer.

Tiredness and hunger exhausted him, he curled up in a corner, his eyelids getting heavier, just wanting to sleep...

Suddenly, Robin sighed, patted his pants and stood up.

It was really dangerous when he was alone in a dream, and he was almost controlled by the consciousness of the protagonist in the dream.

Unfortunately, there was still a small mistake in the end.

"I am a serious insomniac, I can't sleep at all, little brother." Robin pushed aside the pile of brooms, took two steps back, and kicked the door of the public toilet cubicle.

The whole public toilet cubicle made a loud noise.

Robin held a lollipop in his mouth, picked up a bag of washing powder, smiled and pushed open the crooked door: "Didn't I say that dirty clothes should be washed well."

The humming sound of the wind stopped.

Outside the cubicle door, Song Huaimin found that the bullets were useless against the strange lock. He was sweating profusely and was suddenly startled by the loud noise.

Robin wanted to push the door open calmly, but the door fell down halfway through. He had to hold the door and took two steps: "Deputy Captain."

Song Huaimin didn't know what to say, and took the door from him with mixed feelings.

"The previous speculation was correct. The fear in the public toilet is not over yet, or this is the real fear..." Robin was halfway through speaking when he suddenly found that his partner who could discuss with him was gone: "Where is he?"

"Here." Someone above the cubicle responded.

The shaky partition made a few noises, and a hand stretched out from the gap above: "What new discoveries?"

"Ling Su!" Song Huaimin put the door panel away, raised his head, and his blood pressure rose again, "When did you go up there? What did you climb up there for?"

"I wanted to find some details that might have been overlooked." Ling Su climbed out of the gap in compartment No. 6, jumped to the ground, and patted the dust off his body, "But I didn't find anything."

He wanted to try to flip over from the toilet compartment next to him, but the toilet compartment No. 7 had become an independent space since it was locked, and there was no way to get in unless the person inside came out by himself.

Ling Su walked quickly to Robin and looked at him carefully: "Did you find anything new?"

Robin nodded: "I need to borrow a coat."

Ling Su took off his coat and handed it to Robin: "It's a little dirty, is it okay?"

"Just right." Robin took the coat, "I found a bag of laundry detergent."

He was deceived by an advertisement for paid happy sleep, and was not as well prepared as Ling Su and the others, and only wore his favorite pajamas.