"Shh—"

The sound of the assembly whistle woke me up from my dream. I sat up and realized that my whole body was soaked in sweat.

My first reaction was to stick my head out to see the chubby guy under the bed.

I saw the chubby guy picking his eye boogers and getting dressed, but there was no large red coffin on his bed.

I looked across the room and saw that everyone else in the dormitory was getting dressed, nothing seemed out of place.

I rubbed my temples hard and gradually snapped back to reality. It turned out that everything that happened last night was just a nightmare.

Damn, it was strange. I haven't had this kind of nightmare in a long time.

I walked into the bathroom, rinsed with cold water from the hose, put on my camouflage uniform, and joined the crowd for morning assembly.

As usual, after running two laps, we would enter the cafeteria in batches for breakfast.

During military training, meals in the cafeteria were provided free of charge, we didn't have to pay.

Two steamed buns, a bowl of porridge, and an egg were standard for breakfast.

The chubby guy peeled his egg and said to me, "Damn, what kind of Ouija board game did we play last night? It gave me a nightmare!"

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Upon hearing the chubby guy's words, I immediately became alert and asked him what kind of nightmare he had last night.

The chubby guy took a bite of his egg and said, "I dreamt that I got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and everyone in the dormitory was gone. Guess what was placed on each bed?"

"A large red coffin!" I blurted out.

The chubby guy was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth wide, looking at me with an incredulous expression. "Damn, how did you know, Yang Cheng?"

My heart trembled fiercely. What's going on here?

Could it be that the chubby guy and I had the same nightmare?

I dreamt that the beds in the dormitory were filled with large red coffins, and the chubby guy also dreamt that the beds in the dormitory were filled with large red coffins. Our dreams were exactly the same?

I heard before that twins might have the same dream because they have a connection with each other.

But the chubby guy and I are not even twins, plus I'm so handsome and he's so ugly, how could we possibly have the same dream?

I licked my dry lips, drank some porridge, looked at the chubby guy, and said, "And then you walked out of the dormitory, and outside was an empty corridor filled with black fog. Faint singing voices could be heard from the fog, and a blurry woman appeared in the mist, but her appearance couldn't be seen clearly. In the end, that woman slowly disappeared while singing!"

I described last night's nightmare in one breath. The chubby guy, with a mouthful of egg, was completely dumbfounded.

After a while, the whistle for assembly sounded outside, and the chubby guy finally snapped out of his shock.

He looked at me in disbelief and asked why he had the same nightmare as me.

I shook my head and said I didn't know either, but this dream was obviously very strange, especially the singing woman in the dream.

The chubby guy swallowed his egg forcefully and whispered to me, "Could it be that we summoned something dirty by playing the Ouija board game last night?"

I frowned, "I don't know!"

After breakfast, we continued with military training. During our training breaks, we gathered together and sat under the shade of a tree to form a formation.

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To our surprise, not only the chubby guy and I had nightmares last night, but everyone in Room 104, except Liu Jie, who didn't participate in the Ouija board game, had nightmares. What was even more chilling was that all seven of us had the exact same nightmare.

The probability of two people having the same dream was almost impossible, let alone seven people having the exact same dream. This probability was completely impossible!

Something was wrong!

This was not right!

The sun was shining brightly, but our backs felt cold.

Why did all seven of us have the same nightmare?

And it happened to be the seven people who played the Ouija board game. This couldn't be a coincidence!

Could it be that the Ouija board game last night really went wrong?

Zhou Wei's face turned pale, "We must have attracted something unclean! We definitely attracted something unclean!"

Zhou Xiaolong glared at Zhou Wei fiercely, "Can't you stop fear-mongering?"

Zhou Wei retorted without showing any weakness, "It's all because of you. If it wasn't for you breaking the game rules and offending the Ouija spirit, how could we have attracted something dirty?"

Zhou Xiaolong was annoyed and said, "What? Blame me? I remember it was you who suggested playing the Ouija board game. You are the culprit!"

The two of them argued with flushed faces, and it seemed like they were about to fight. But then the instructor came over, pulled them apart, and ordered them to stand at attention on the side.

The whole day, we in the dormitory were absent-minded, each lost in thought about our nightmares, feeling inexplicably suppressed.

There was no doubt that during the military training process, the several of us from Room 104 made a lot of mistakes and provided plenty of amusement for our classmates, but it infuriated the instructors.

After the end of the training, the instructor specially kept the eight of us from Room 104 behind, didn't allow us to eat, and made us continue practicing until we got it right.

Liu Jie wiped the sweat from his face and complained, "It's all because of you guys, dragging me down. Why did I have to end up with you? So unlucky!"

The chubby guy got a little angry and pointed at Liu Jie, "Don't think that just because you have good grades, I won't dare to hit you. If you keep blabbering, believe me, I'll cut off your tongue!"

The chubby guy's face turned dark, and his fierce expression frightened Liu Jie into silence.

We practiced until the moon was shining sparsely before the instructor agreed for us to leave.

There was no food left in the cafeteria, and we were hungry. We only had hot water to make instant noodles when we returned to the dormitory.

As we ate the noodles, we cursed our bad luck.

The chubby guy, in an annoyed tone, said to me, "Obviously targeting us. Yang Cheng, be a villain and get back at them!"

I smiled. I was also angry, but I would never do something so stupid.

I generally don't resort to such mean tricks.

If I were to casually use these mean tricks, I would be scolded to death by my master when I went back.

We cursed at each other for a while, and the anger in our hearts gradually dissipated. Covered in sweat, we each went to the bathroom to take a shower and then climbed back onto our beds to sleep.

Just then, we heard Zhou Xiaolong curse, "Damn it, who put shoes in my blanket?"