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This is a story I rewrote based on a nightmare that haunts me that I can't forget. The names of other characters are all references from Google. Hi everyone, I'm Fox.

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DREAMS AND FEAR

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Late one evening, I was sitting at my desk with my laptop and a book, a bad habit of mine that opened episodes of Detective Conan and let it play continuously while I read a book about Detective Conan. psychology. That night, I opened an episode of Conan and read a new book I bought "Genius on the left, madman on the right". My eyes were engrossed in reading the book and my ears were listening to the story playing on my laptop, when I looked up at the screen a bit surprised near me, I had been reading for several hours continuously and now it was more than one o'clock at night. I hurriedly cleaned everything up and went to bed so that in the morning I would be awake enough to do other things. After tidying everything up I lay my back on the bed.

"It's comfortable," I said.

I turned to the right and saw my little cat sleeping soundly since then, I reached out and hugged it in my arms, it was so warm. Thinking that I would hug this little cat for a good night's sleep until morning, I gradually fell asleep.

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“Rena!!!…Reporter Rena!!!”.

I felt someone shaking me up, trying to open my eyes to see me sitting in a car with two young men, one of them was shaking me to wake me up.

"Rena are you awake?" – he said.

"Rena?" - I wonder.

I immediately realized this was a dream, and the name Rena must be because I watched too much Conan before going to sleep.

"Reporter Rena, you should take care and get ready, we're going to the house of the person you're interviewing," the young driver who was driving the car turned his head slightly to me.

I turned to the young man sitting in the back seat with me and asked:

“Interview?...Who am I going to interview?”

Surprised, he looked at me with wide eyes and said in a very surprised voice:

"What!!! You forgot the person you were going to interview!!! It's not a joke!!!"

I looked at him and could only laugh. He reached out and took a large stack of papers from his pocket and turned to me.

“The person you interviewed today is a physicist named Araide.”

The car stopped, the driver turned around and told us: "Let's get off the bus, we're there".

I got off the car, in front of my eyes is a small classic house located on the outskirts of the city with a small garden, on the right is a small dragon fruit garden, in the middle of the yard next to the entrance is a vegetable garden, on the left is a garden. some fruit trees and tomato trees, it looks so dreamy. I followed the small entrance into the house, an old-fashioned house. From inside the house a thin man, pale skin, pale appearance of a prisoner who has not been exposed to sunlight for a long time came out to meet us.

"Everyone must be very tired from the long journey, let's go home," he said.

I and everyone followed the man into the house. Inside was much more comfortable than I thought, he invited us to sit down and he went to the kitchen to make water. After a while, he brought us three glasses of water, he smiled and looked at us, said:

"Everyone, relax for a while and then we can start the interview."

The three of us nodded at him. I watched him for a long time, he was Araide whom I was going to interview in a moment, he looked about thirty years old on the outside, dressed in a white shirt and smoky gray trousers, on his face always wears a pair of glasses with light gray metal frames, although he looks young, his hair is covered with a few gray hairs, his hair is quite long, it seems that he has not cut his hair for a long time, I I saw him using an elastic band to tie it up. While watching, from the door, I heard someone entering the house.

That person just walked away and said: "Dad, maybe tomorrow you and I have to go away for a trip, your car breaks down too much where we can't sell it anywhere."

I turned to look at the door, a rather chubby young man came in, he was wearing a big blue t-shirt and a pair of dark gray shorts, he was wearing a small black brimmed hat, he looked at me. toward us and then turned to look at Mr. Araide.

"Who are they, bro?" he asked Mr. Araide.

"They're the people of the TV station who came to interview them," replied Mr. Araide.

The young man walked up to us.

"Hi everyone, I'm Hayao nice to meet you" – He happily walked over to greet us.

The three of us introduced and greeted him in turn. We then interviewed Mr. Araide. The interview went quite quickly and smoothly, after finishing we packed up and prepared to leave when from upstairs, a tall, lanky man, dark tanned skin, despite the season. summer but he still wears a moss green turtleneck sweater and gray trousers, his hair is very long and white

over the first half, he looked about forty or fifty years old or even so, his face was gaunt and terrifying. He stepped down, looked at us and asked:

"Who is it, Araiden?"

His voice was very low. Mr. Araide smiled and replied:

"Oh, it's just someone from the TV station who came for an interview."

Mr. Araide turned to the three of us and said that it was his brother named Shatori and he was a writer. Suddenly Mr. Shatori stepped closer to us, he was getting closer and closer, he came closer to me and bent down to look straight at me. His face was only about a pencil's distance from mine. I could see his face clearly, his face was so haggard, I could see the hollows of his eyes, he could be said to be a moving skeleton. Suddenly he gave a devilish smile and said:

“Looks delicious, very sweet.”

“What is so delicious, so sweet. Yummy? Sweet? What does this mean?” - I wonder.

While I was confused by his words, he laughed again with a strange laugh that made me jump and fall backwards. He turned away with that diabolical laugh, leaving me and the others in confusion and somewhat apprehension. At that moment, Araide's younger brother Hayao came in with a basket of vegetables and said:

"Dad, or would you like to invite them to stay for dinner with us" – Then he gave a devilish smile like Mr. Shatori.

"That's right! Everyone please stay and have a meal with our brothers and have fun” – Araide turned to us.

When we were about to refuse, it started to rain again. We had no choice but to stay because the road was difficult and dangerous when it rained.

"You two go in first, I'll go to the car to get some things and then get in right away" - Our driver said, then turned and ran to the car.

My other friend and I didn't pay much attention, so we went back to the house. Inside, I went to the bathroom for a while, and when I came back out, I didn't see the two boys with me anymore. When I asked, the three cousins said that two of my friends had gone out to help them with the spices, so I no doubt went into the kitchen to help them make dinner. Suddenly I feel something is not right here. Just now when Hayao came in with only vegetables, there was no refrigerator in the house, and recently there was no place to sell meat but this place was very fresh as if it had just been cut a few days ago. minutes… So where does the meat come from? My subconscious now tells me to run away, run away from this place before it's too late. As I was lost in thought, a hand touched my shoulder, a cold hand, cold as a corpse.

"Miss Rena," said Mr. Araide. I was startled.

"Are you all right, Miss Rena?" Mr. Araide asked me.

"I'm fine," I replied, then I made an excuse that I left my stuff in the car and went out to get it. Out the door, I ran as fast as I could. But no, a hand grabbed my wrist, a thin hand, a cold hand. Turning around, I saw Araide's eldest brother Shatori grab my wrist, his face scary, he had the smile of a murderer, a madman looking at me. From behind, he reached behind his other hand and pulled out a fruit knife. At the same time, Araide and Hayao appeared behind him with a scary face that I will probably remember for the rest of my life, bloody face and evil smile. Mr. Shatori laughed and said:

“Let me make delicious food for you guys today ha ha ha!!!” – A madman, a murderer more than a cannibal.

He pulled me closer, bringing the knife to my cheek. Again he said:

“Or let me cut this part and bake it for you guys ha ha ha!!!” The madman laughed madly. I shouted in despair.

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I jumped out of bed, it turned out to be a nightmare, I climbed out of bed and went to wash my face and drink some water and went back to bed, my cat was still fast asleep there, I fell back on the bed and thought the dream The next one will be better. BUT NO, when I fell asleep again, opened my eyes, I vaguely looked left and right, looked up, it seemed I was in a basement. My hands and feet were bound with large chains. When I looked straight ahead, there was a horrifying scene before my eyes. In front of my eyes is the driver, but… his head was cut off by someone, his face was very scared as if he had experienced something terrible. What shocked me even more was that his body, his stomach was dissected, his organs fell out with blood around it that was still not dry, the body had been cut off an arm and a calf. Next to it is a large table, blood is still flowing down from the table to the ground, another horrible thing, on the table is the other friend's head, the head has been sawed off his skull and brain. It's very scary going out, very scary. I screamed and cried in despair because I knew I would end up like them. Once again I woke up from a nightmare, there were still traces of tears in the corners of my eyes, on

the pillow is still wet from my tears. I did not dare to sleep again that night, I was afraid that I would see those three brothers again. I'm afraid to end up like those two friends.