At the beginning of the memory, Ma Liangchao was carrying the new clothes she had just bought in the mall, walking on a sidewalk that was swallowed up by dusk. ●⌒，

The street across from her was bustling with traffic, and the occasional pedestrian passed by her, her face tinged with the tiredness and pleasure of shopping, and her curly hair fluttered lightly with the undulation of her body as she stepped on her high heels with bright glass diamonds.

It doesn't look any different, but the scene is more like a clip from a silent movie.

Because whether it is the road where cars come and go, or the sidewalk that people occasionally walk, or the sound of Ma Liangchao's "da-da" high heels that should have been constantly ringing, it seems to have been processed by the film and television post-production, and no sound can be heard at all.

Ma Liangchao didn't feel anything weird until she turned a corner and entered another path.

The scene suddenly changed, the dusk completely turned into darkness, and when she stepped into the path, the flow of people in front of her and behind her disappeared.

Xu was aware of this change, Ma Liangchao stopped abruptly, and then looked behind her with a strange face, looking at the path behind her that seemed to have no end and seemed to be connected to hell, and the joy on her face was finally replaced by fear.

It wasn't until this time that she suddenly discovered why the surroundings were so quiet and why she was here.

"Where is this?"

A question suddenly sounded in Ma Liangchao's heart, and she lowered her head and glanced blankly at the bag she was carrying. She had no idea what had just happened.

It's just that such a scene feels familiar and frightened to her, like the same scene. The same ups and downs of mentality that she has experienced many times.

Desperately running forward, the scene that was originally swallowed by the night gradually became clear.

A community appeared not far away, and Ma Liangchao had an excited smile on his face when he saw it, because that was where she lived.

However, after running a few steps towards the neighborhood, she suddenly felt a strong palpitation welling up in her heart. She shuddered with fright. Subconsciously glanced behind me.

Vaguely, she saw a figure, a figure that was coming from far and near, as if it was chasing her.

The figure was fast, and by the time she looked intently, trying to see the figure's face clearly, the silhouette of the figure had become clear.

It was a man with a particularly pointed chin, pointed like a pendant, and it didn't have much hair, because it had a scar on its head that was almost the size of a bowl.

Of course. What made Ma Liangchao feel the most creepy was that the man was carrying a hammer.

It was a hammer with a short handle, but the head was the size of a bowl, and the figure behind it was wielding it. Full of malice, he chased after him.

"Help, help."

No matter how stupid Ma Liangchao was, she could also think that the figure with the hammer was obviously coming at her, so Ma Liangchao began to shout loudly while running desperately towards the community.

However, there was no figure around at all, and even her cries for help seemed to sink into the sea.

The figure behind her chased more and more closely, and Ma Liang's two legs were already trembling a little, and she successfully rushed into the community.

I thought she had fled into the community. The figure behind her would give up, but to her disappointment, it was still there.

rushed into the corridor and pressed the elevator desperately, but the elevator seemed to be broken, and no matter how she pressed it, there was no response.

Helpless, she had no choice but to rush into the staircase and run upstairs to escape.

Her family lives on the 18th floor, but by the time she reached the 9th floor, she was too tired to run, but the ghostly footsteps from downstairs were still ringing.

"Who the hell are you, you must have recognized the wrong person, please don't hurt me, let me go, okay?"

Ma Liangchao ran upstairs overdrafted, and pleaded hoarsely to the pursuers behind him.

But the man clearly didn't mean to let her go, and the footsteps became more and more hurried.

11th floor, 12th floor, 13th floor, 18th floor

The desire to survive. Hoping to make Ma Liangchao stick to the door of her house, she trembled to find the key, but failed to insert the key into the lock hole several times.

On one side, at the dimly lit staircase, a hammer poked out of it.

"Ahh

Ma Liangchao finally opened the door and fled into the house when the figure was completely chased out of the corridor.

Opening his eyes suddenly, Ma Liangchao sat up from the bed amid a string of screams.

She nervously got out of bed, and then ran to the door and looked out through the cat's eye, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"No one is chasing me, it's a dream, it's just a nightmare."

Speaking of which, this is the fourth day that Ma Liangchao has been plagued by the same nightmare, every day as long as she falls asleep, she will have the same nightmare, and she will be hunted down by the same person every time in the dream.

The man was terrifying-looking, holding a hammer capable of smashing his head to pieces.

Same dream, same situation, but as the days passed, the figure chased her more and more tightly in the dream, at first she could get rid of the person as long as she escaped the path, but now, even though she had fled upstairs, she still couldn't get rid of it.

It was hard for her to imagine if she would have been caught by the figure if she had this nightmare.

What happens when you get caught, are you kidnapped in your dreams, or are you killed.

"It's terrible, how can I keep having such terrible dreams"

Ma Liangchao asked herself in her heart, but she couldn't think of an answer at all. It is said that she thinks about it every day and dreams at night, but she thinks about happy things during the day, and she hasn't watched any horror movies, so it stands to reason that she shouldn't have nightmares.

Lighting a lady's cigarette, Ma Liangchao relied on smoking to relieve the palpitations caused by the nightmare.

She was the only one at home last night, and her fat boyfriend said that she was on a business trip, but she knew in her heart that she must have gone out on a business trip again.

But she didn't care about any of that, because her boyfriend had already bought her a car yesterday, in other words, her boyfriend was already dispensable to her.

At 10 a.m., Ma Liangchao packed up, took her makeup bag and some change of clothes, and took a taxi to a friend's house of hers.

After all, she has had nightmares one after another in the past few days, and she really doesn't dare to sleep alone, and it just so happens that her friend also lives alone, and the two of them can chat together.

Carrying two big bags and getting out of the taxi, Ma Liangchao was just about to call her friend and ask her to come out to pick him up, when the ringtone of the mobile phone rang a little harshly. To be continued. http://