Part 8. Collective dreams

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"come out..."

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"come out quickly! “

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"Come out...cough! Cough cough...cough cough cough...”

In the deserted corridor, Amisa yelled with all her might, even though her throat was sore, she couldn’t make any sound. The whole accident made her feel speechless and absurd. She squatted in the corner and continued to yell, and even began to sob: “Are you kidding me, Please come out quickly...』

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Outside the transparent pudding window, sweet rain fell in gusts. No matter how hard she tried, she still only heard the sound of rain falling outside. For the first time, she lost her most important voice. She suffered a great blow both physically and mentally. She could only silently recite spiritual words to encourage herself: "...The Law of Attraction...When you encounter difficulties, you must be positive...Dreams would come true..."

Amisa looked at the grape armband given by Little Tea cup just now, and told her through the painful experience in the past that she should not have a mental breakdown at this time, and must find the problem.

After she calmed down a bit, Amisa sat by the wall again and folded her hands, took a deep breath and thought about what happened: "I lost my voice after being hit. Is it because I hit a certain part?" But there is no modern medical knowledge here... 』The force of the impact was like a heavy locomotive with a speed of 60 per hour. Although waking up was a blessing in misfortune, but this did not make Amisa accept the fact that she lost her voice. Her inner marquee constantly replaying the various experiences since falling into the black forest of knives and forks, I also found various illogical settings, that is, the reality and reality of the existence of this world.

"I almost forgot, am I still in... the game world? 』Although I have assumed it several times, after all, I fell down inexplicably because I played dream heart APP. The clouds of cotton candy, sweet rain, trees of knives and forks, pudding buildings, and all kinds of strange creatures, if not In the game, the whole world is too unreasonable, but Amisa still can't ask the answer, and finally she comes to a conclusion: "Go home, maybe the voice can be restored after leaving here." 』

However, her body involuntarily stops her movements. Even if she finds the big-nosed BOY to open the door, she still can't find the original fall point, and she may even be eaten by the walnut wolf and baguette crocodile outside because of getting lost. Even if she finds it, how to get up is still a problem. .

Amisa tried to wave her hand, imagining a scene like a certain animation running out of the game interface, but nothing happened. She put her hands on her knees, trying to imagine another possibility: "Could I be reincarnated?" After all, I met Jasky and Toosby, and I didn’t ask them how they got here, and I haven’t asked what dream power is, and little tea cup also said that its not magic, so could it be that I’m actually...』

"You are dreaming.”

"! “Suddenly, there was a person standing vaguely in the woods outside the window, wearing a black bird mask symbolizing the Black Death, holding a strange oil lamp, and leaning on a cane. The black top hat and cape matched like black feathers, empty His dull eyes stared at it without moving.

"What is this? “Amisa vaguely felt a black aura attracting her, and the sound of rain suddenly stopped instantly, and then the fog became thicker and thicker.

"It's nothing. I'm a noble person who can help you. Please call me Black Feather." 』Black feather just stood there quietly without saying a word, the voice came from his head.

"Why can you speak in my head? “Amisa also responded with thought.

"Dream power conduction is like your team members controlling butter lobsters. As long as you can see me, our dream power will have a chance to resonate with each other. Just check the frequency and have a dialogue." 』

"No one has mentioned to me that it can be operated like this, so do you know the principle of dream power?"

"I know~ but it doesn't matter anymore, anyway, you have to get out of here quickly. “

"Huh? I want to leave? “Amisa was dubious.

"If you don't leave, I'm afraid you won't wake up again. “

"What do you mean! “

The black-feathered man approached step by step on crutches. Although separated by the pudding tower wall like copper and iron, Amisa still kept a distance and did not dare to get too close.

"Aren't you curious about where this is? “

"I'm curious, but didn't you just say I was dreaming? “

"It's a dream, but it's not the kind of dream you usually have when you sleep. This is a special realm called a collective dream." “

"... Collective dream? “

"Yes, child. The black-feathered man rubbed the pudding window with his crutches, seeing that it was still not moving, he had to give up and continued: "When people sleep, they usually enter the subconscious dream of the individual, and the brain keeps active so that the biological clock can wake up the owner. However, the collective dream is different. It is located in the chaotic realm of the lower level of the subconscious, like a bottomless deep sea. If you accidentally enter it, you will never be able to get out, and you can only drift in it. “

"Uh... you mean nothingness?" But the people and things here are lifelike. “

"Hehehe...Of course, what dream is not vivid? Anyway, dreams are beautiful, maybe staying here forever is the best choice for you~”

"I didn't say I'm staying here, I'm going back to make movies and I'm looking for my family! It's just my voice...”

"It'll be fine when you wake up. “

"Huh? “

“As I said before, this is a dreamland. Even if you become dumb in the dream, the throat of reality still exists. As long as you wake up, the voice will come back. “

"But didn't you say... I can't wake up by myself? “

"It's true, you can't wake yourself up, but I can help you. “

"Can you help me? “

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

With a wave of the crutch, the black-feathered man instantly condensed the sweet rain that fell into the shape of a mirror: "I just need the key item. This is the unique legendary dream tool in this world - the Black mirror. The power to open the passage, but currently it is hidden in an unknown place in the white city of the table. “

"Dining table white castle... Could it be the country of White castle people?" “

"That's right, it's just that I can't enter because of my hidden identity, but you can, as long as you give me the black mirror, I can use it to send you back to your personal dream, and the biological clock will wake you up naturally." “

"But... how do I know if you're lying to me? You look a little suspicious...”

The black-feathered man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled softly: "Hehehe~~ I really judge people by their appearance, my appearance is indeed a little scary, but I just want to help you find a way to go home, it's up to you whether you want to believe it or not, just I have to be forewarned, the longer you drag it off in the dream the harder it will be to go back. “

"The harder it is to go back? Why? “

"Because the collective dream will do everything possible to stop you. Once you wake up, the dream will disappear. It will reveal your favorite desserts, talent competitions, friends and other things to confuse you so that you gradually like this place. After your consciousness gradually adapts, you will Treat dreams as reality, and reality as a dream, and eventually you will give up the idea of leaving, leaving you forever dumb. “

"..." Amisa bit her lower lip tightly, and still confronted her suspiciously. Although she couldn't see her expression because of the mask, she could feel that the black-feathered man looked at ease. He suddenly swung his cane again. Asked: "I just heard that you are looking for family members. Could it be your parents?"

Amisa had an unbelievable expression: "Why do you know?"

"Because your subconscious has been clearly releasing such messages. Otherwise, you help me find the Black Mirror, and I will help you find clues about your parents during the period. “

"My parents are real-world human, how do you find them?"

"Hehehe...Are you sure they are really in the real world? “

"What do you mean! ”Amisa looked nervous, and finally approached the Black Feather slowly. She couldn’t remember the car accident that fell off the cliff and the funeral that had not been held. She was indeed full of many questions: “You mean they are trapped in a collective dream? “

"Who knows~ I have to go to investigate to find out the information. You're going to be stuck here anyway. If you don't try it, just take a mirror and it won't hurt you. If you can get the information from me, you can send it to me by the way." When you go home and you can restore your voice, isn't it killing three birds with one stone for you? Do you want to stay here forever, or put all your eggs in one basket, I believe you will make the best decision. “

"...Is it all right to get the Black Mirror you mentioned? “

"Of course, but as the saying goes, good advice hurts ears. If you're going to accept my way, take my advice. Don't trust anyone here, because they are all products of a collective dream."

The statement seems far-fetched, but since it is in a dream, anything can happen, Amisha gradually wavered in her heart: "You...are you..."

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp!"

"! “middle flew out from the corridor and grabbed Amisa skirt desperately, as if signaling her to stay away from the black feather man as soon as possible

"Who’s there!" Jasky appeared from the same place, as if following Middle.

"Amisa! Finally found you!" Toosby appeared from another direction.

"Jasky... Toosby..." Amisa was startled by the sudden appearance of the two people, and when she turned back, the black-feathered man had disappeared.

"Eh? The shy guy from the coffee shop, you're here too~" Toosby didn't seem surprised to see Jasky.

"You're here too..." But Jasky didn't have time to pay attention to him. He turned to Amisa and asked nervously: "Who was that person? What did he tell you?".

"Ah! She lost voice."

"What did you say?" Jasky looked at Amisa and nodded with a helpless expression, feeling shocked: "Is it because of the relationship between the big producer? I'm sorry...I clearly said that I want to protect your safety..... .”

"Don't blame yourself too much, maybe there is still a chance to recover your voice." Toosby tenderly handed out the pamphlet written by Amisa in the infirmary just now: "Anyway, you have to used it, and the tutor said to give it to you directly. Let's use it for the time being." Let it communicate. Did that weirdo tell you anything just now?"

When Amisa took the notebook and was about to start writing, what the Black Feather Man just said flashed in her mind: "Don't trust anyone here, they are all products of collective dreams. “

In an instant, a certain idea suddenly came to mind: "In my impression, both Jasky and Toosby seem to be in a place thousands of miles away from the UK. It is reasonable to say that they shouldn't gather here, but if we use them It would make sense if they were the product of a dream, should I believe them? Perhaps...it would be better to remain silent. 』In the end, Amisa just nodded her thanks to the two of them, and put the booklet and pen into the pocket of her blue dress.

"...I'll take you to the A-rated classroom." Jasky didn't say anything anymore.