This is a dream that I often had when I was a child. At that time, I hadn't moved and lived next to a factory in a very poor place.
In the dream, my grandmother, who was very fond of me, took me out to buy something and came to a small supermarket nearby. In reality, there is no such supermarket. In the dream, it also appears in an open space. There are only abandoned bricks and rubble around. The floor is full of dirt and dust. There is only this small supermarket, or the convenience The store stands there.
Grandma took me to the supermarket and told me to wait for her not far from the door, and she went to buy me candy. I was very good. I nodded and stood in the small part of the supermarket near the door without running around. I watched my grandmother take the plastic bag, grab candy for me, and then carry the candy bag to buy other things.
After my grandmother disappeared from my sight, I started to look around and inadvertently noticed that a ladder against the wall suddenly appeared on the wall beside me. It was made of iron and painted with oily black paint.
The stairs are so narrow that only a child like me can go up. At the end of the stairs, there is a door that is also black and oily, and the door is also small, against the ceiling.
Such a design is strange, but I was also intrigued.
In reality, I would never run around, but in my dream, I walked up the stairs without hesitation, came to the door and pushed it open.
Inside the door is a small room about two meters wide, two meters long, and three meters high. The walls are bright red and soft, with small stones embedded regularly like the decoration on the back of a velvet chair. Slightly raised.
There is some height between the door and the ground, but there is a brighter red slide that leads to the ground.
I loved the topic, so I closed the door and slid down the slide.
When I landed on the floor of the room, I looked back and saw that neither the door nor the slide had disappeared, and I was stuck here.
But I didn't panic at all, I stood up and looked at the room.
The next second, three or four dark figures appeared out of nowhere in the room, all of them stood in front of me and approached.
I was a little scared, but more curious, so I didn't back down at all.
But the dream didn't go on any more, and every time the black figure appeared, my dream would end.
I don't know why, I don't remember what happened after meeting the black figures, but my brain always told me that I was eaten by those black figures. It's the kind of raw food that cuts off the meat, breaks the bones, and swallows the guts.
Every time the dream is repeated, there is no major change, only the appearance of the black figure is getting clearer and clearer.
They have no faces, their hands and feet are round, and they can't see clearly. They can't see their fingers and toes. It's just that their bodies are covered with black tar-like substances, but they don't have any odor, and they don't even touch the walls of the room or even once. on the floor.
That's all I can remember.
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