Seeing the flattery of a group of netizens, Sanimo only felt that his vanity was greatly satisfied. He nodded with a slightly arrogant smile and waited for the other party to reply to his answer.
Sure enough, half an hour later, this netizen named Lilith replied.
[God, is that so? But the stranger in my dream is very scary. There shouldn't be such a scary person in reality. He's like a demon. If I meet him in reality, I'll definitely remember...]
Seeing the other party's reply, Sanimo could not help frowning, but he was in a good mood today, so he did not care about the other party's doubts about his point of view. Instead, he patiently explained,
[It's like this. If the thing you see is scary, it means that you've confused his face with the monster in the horror movie. This is also a very normal phenomenon. The stranger's face may come from any horror movie, or even the poster you caught a glimpse of when you passed by the cinema.]
With Sanimo's reply, the popularity of this post began to rise slowly and soon entered the homepage. After gaining popularity, the netizens below also began to talk to each other.
[My knowledge has increased. No wonder I have nightmares every time I watch a horror movie. It turns out that this is the reason...]
[Sanimo is right. Is it a professional subject related to dreams?]
[I see. It's been marked.]
With the appearance of a group of netizens, the popularity of this post grew higher and higher, so high that even Sanimo was a little surprised.
But at this moment, a strange account suddenly commented below the post.
[I'm very curious, what kind of face did you see?]
This sentence immediately led the content of the post to the topic of what the face in the dream looked like. Everyone also asked. Obviously, this topic was more interesting to many netizens than before.
Sanimo refreshed twice. Seeing that Lilith did not reply to him again, he looked at the time.
It was already 9: 30 in the evening, but at this time, his roommate's bed in the dormitory was still empty. His roommate was a Mexican. He heard that his parents were in prison for drug trafficking, and he was able to live on and enter this school with the property his parents had accumulated.
However, although he was the child of a drug dealer, his roommate was exceptionally serious in his studies. Otherwise, he would not have been admitted to Stanford University and become a member of this world-famous school.
About two minutes later, just when Sanimo was a little tired and was about to turn off the computer and go to sleep, a ding dong notification finally came from the forum.
Sanimo clicked on the prompt. Sure enough, it was the original poster, Lilith, who responded:
[Thank you, Senior Sanimo, for your explanation and the enthusiastic help of netizens. The reason why I'm replying to everyone now is that someone asked me what kind of face I saw, so I drew that face from memory and gave him a name, "This Man". If you're interested, you can click on it and have a look, but please be careful because this picture is very scary... [Picture]]
He actually drew it?
Seeing this, Sanimo smiled subconsciously and moved the mouse to the picture, but just as he was about to click on it, his hand suddenly paused...
For some reason, when he moved the mouse over this picture, Sanimo suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation.
As it was getting late, the dormitory was completely dark. Because he had not gotten out of bed since he returned to the dormitory after class, the lights in the dormitory were not turned on. Only the lights from other dormitories outside the window came in, illuminating part of the space in the dormitory, but most of the corners were still dark.
At this time, Sanimo stiffened his neck and turned his head to look at the dark corner of the dormitory.
There was nothing there.
Sanimo exhaled. He did not know why he suddenly had a creepy feeling, let alone in the dormitory that he was so familiar with. Still, Sanimo did not think too much about it and moved the mouse to the picture.
As a veteran who frequented major websites and forums all year round, it was not like he had never seen even the most terrifying pictures. At this time, the other party had whetted his appetite, and the desire for knowledge in his heart overcame his fear.
"Click."
With a soft click of the mouse, the picture entered the loading state. Then, a picture with a white background was loaded from top to bottom...
For some reason, the Internet speed at this time suddenly became extremely slow, causing the picture that could be loaded in an instant to appear from top to bottom, but at this time, Sanimo was already staring at the screen.
First, he saw a tuft of sparse hair, then a pair of thick and comical eyebrows appeared, and then a pair of big and empty eyes...
Sanimo held his breath subconsciously.
The image continued to load. After the empty eyes, a strange nose gradually appeared, and finally, a mouth that was slightly upturned.
The most important thing was that this mouth was ridiculously big...
After seeing this picture, the corner of Sanimo's mouth twitched involuntarily. At the same time, a chill rose from his tailbone, then surged into his scalp in circles. His entire scalp was about to explode.
Was this the "This Man" that Lilith mentioned?
Sanimo took a deep breath and subconsciously moved away from the screen. At this moment, he even regretted his reckless move.
This picture called "This Man" could scare people in terms of visual effects, but it was not enough to frighten people who were mentally prepared. However, for some reason, after seeing this picture, Sanimo felt an inexplicable palpitation.
He could not tell the source of this palpitation. Even he himself felt that it was just an illusion.
Just as Sanimo was feeling suspicious, there was a sudden sound of scattered footsteps outside the dark dormitory door.
Sanimo quickly closed the picture and looked up at the door at the same time, only to hear the footsteps coming to the door, and then there was the sound of a key unlocking.
"Phew..."
After hearing this sound, Sanimo finally breathed a sigh of relief. Since his roommate was back, he felt much more confident in his heart. At least he would not be suspicious anymore.
"Click!"
With a series of scattered sounds, the dormitory door opened and Sanimo suddenly saw a figure walking in from outside the door.
Because of the lighting in the corridor, the figure who came in was against the light. Sanimo could not see the other party's face clearly, but he could tell from the figure that the other party was indeed his roommate, so he immediately shouted,
"Danny, what took you so long?"
"Uh, I ran into some trouble outside..."
The voice of his roommate came over with a hint of helplessness. "Sanimo, since you're in the dormitory, why didn't you turn on the light?"
"I'm too lazy to turn it on, you do it."
Sanimo spread his hands. "What kind of trouble did you run into outside?"
"It's nothing, a bee happened to bite my face and make it swell."
The roommate walked under the switch of the fluorescent light. "Can you help me take a look?"
"Of course, no problem."
Sanimo laughed and came directly to the bed. At this moment, the roommate pressed the power switch at the same time.
Suddenly, the entire dormitory lit up. The bright light made Sanimo close his eyes immediately. When he opened his eyes again in the next second, his roommate was already standing in front of him.
"Sanimo, look at my face. Is it swollen?"
The voice of his roommate still rang through the dormitory, but at this moment, Sanimo's eyes suddenly widened, his pupils shrank, and incomparable horror appeared in his eyes —
Because in front of him stood a man with thick eyebrows, empty eyes, and a mouth that stretched from ear to ear. The other party was dressed in his roommate's clothes. At the same time, he tilted his head and stared at him with a strange smile.
This Man...
"Ah!"
Sanimo burst into a scream and sat up from the bed. A lot of cold sweat soaked his pajamas. He panted heavily and looked around at the same time.
At this time, it was already slightly bright outside the window. Sanimo quickly looked at the clock, only to find that it was already the next morning.
"Phew... It turned out to be a dream."
Sanimo wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and slowly came back to his senses.
At this moment, he also remembered that when he saw the creepy man's portrait last night, he was always suspicious. He only slowly fell asleep when his roommates came back, but he didn't expect that even in his dreams, he would dream of that man …
'What the hell.'
Sanimo muttered and at this time, he found that his roommate's bed not far away was empty. The quilt was spread out messily and his roommate's slippers were gone.
In the washroom next to him, the sound of someone washing up came.
"D * mn, this guy takes a long time to wash up every time..."
Sanimo cursed in a low voice. He only felt a sudden urge to pee. He quickly got out of bed, walked to the bathroom door, and knocked vigorously on the door. "Danny, come out first. Let me go to the bathroom first, okay?"
"Right away!"
His roommate said vaguely in the washroom.
"Please!"
Sanimo continued to knock on the door. "You're brushing your teeth now. Going to the bathroom won't delay you from brushing your teeth. I'm in a hurry, please!"
"I'll come out now!"
His roommate continued to speak vaguely and then the door of the washroom slowly opened from the inside.
"Thanks, buddy!"
Sanimo finally breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled gratefully but in the next second, the smile on his face completely froze...
Because the man with a strange face from before was standing in the washroom, looking at him quietly through the palm-wide crack in the door.
...
"Whoa!"
Sanimo only felt his hair stand on end. He sat up abruptly in bed, panting heavily. His eyes were blank and he could not recover for a long time.
It turned out to be a dream within a dream!
Carefully recalling the previous dream, Sanimo only felt that everything in the dream was extremely clear. It was so clear that it did not even seem like a dream but a real memory!
Thinking of this, Sanimo quickly turned sideways, turned on the computer again, and logged into the forum he was most familiar with without thinking.
Sure enough, the post of the netizen named Lilith remained in the forum.
Sanimo took a deep breath, slowly clicked on the post and scrolled down. Sure enough, he saw the face of the man in the dream again.
Thick curved eyebrows, empty eyes, a cracked mouth with a smile...
The man was staring at him with an inexplicable smile. Although it was just a picture, it still gave Sanimo the creeps.
At the same time, under this picture, a lot of new replies appeared. The number of replies even exceeded a hundred!
[F * ck! Scared me to death!]
[What kind of f * cking monster is this?]
[I shouldn't have been so stupid!]
[F * ck you!]
[...]
As if looking for something, Sanimo continued to scroll down. Soon, he found a message he wanted to see —
[F * ck, it's all f * cking fault of this picture. After looking at this picture, I actually had a dream. I had a total of three dreams, two ordinary dreams and one nightmare. This guy was in all my dreams. It's so creepy!]
Sanimo looked at the time of this message. It turned out to be 7: 25 in the morning, that was, five minutes ago!
After seeing the bottom of the post, Sanimo instinctively pressed F5 and then the entire webpage automatically refreshed. Below this message, a new message appeared!
[You dreamed of him? No way, me too! I also dreamed of this guy!]
The time of this message was sent exactly one minute ago.
At this moment, Sanimo faintly thought of something. As if he had found a channel to vent, he quickly typed a paragraph:
[I also dreamed. I had two dreams and they were both nightmares! In my dream, this guy became my roommate. God, I can't believe all this!]
After sending this message, Sanimo hurriedly got out of bed. He glanced at the bed next door with trepidation but happened to see his roommate, Danny, turning over in a daze.
Fortunately, the other party still maintained the appearance of a normal person...
Seeing this, Sanimo was finally relieved. He quickly walked into the bathroom and washed up. Then, without waking up his roommate, he rushed out the door with the computer on his back.
Today was Sunday and there were no major classes. Sanimo was going to the location of his club.
Due to his passion for dream research, he joined the school's dream research club in his freshman year. The club was responsible for analyzing human dreams, and the club's president was a top student in psychology, specializing in the subconscious of humans.
Sanimo's attainments in dreams also came from the hands-on teaching of this fourth-year president.
When he arrived at the club base, there were no members here, so Sanimo used his mobile phone to send a message to all the members of the club. Then, he directly connected the computer to the printer and printed the black-and-white picture on the forum.
Seeing the printer spitting out the weird face little by little, Sanimo's heart had long lost its fear. Instead, it turned into a faint excitement because he suspected that this picture might have the power of hypnosis!
Because anyone who had seen this picture could easily dream of its existence in their dreams. This strange phenomenon must be related to the subconscious!
This kind of hypnotic pattern that could affect the human subconscious was especially rare. At one time, many people even doubted whether it existed. After all, everyone's mind was different and most of these pictures were only effective on a small number of people. There had never been a picture that worked on everyone.
And now, Sanimo faintly realized that he might have accidentally found a picture that could hypnotize most people and the name of this picture was...
This Man!
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