Preliminary summary: Maddison's writing classmate, Ms. West, his only friend, is also a magical woman who has the ability to write stories that will become reality. So far, she has written about Wales 'Death', the illegal youth center in the West End Grande, where Madison and Riley met... She had a black cat named Biscuit.
Mrs. White had a foreign name list given by Si Bella, which recorded all the code names Si Bella gave to Barton's foreign species. There was a 'dream' in it, which Zach once suspected was Lip.
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The space seems to have been filtered by a gray filter, clearly open, yet suffocating. Wrong, there is no one here, and even the light source is unknown in the space, but there is brown dust floating on the rugged, cold and hard land like the surface of the moon, reflecting phosphorescence.
Of course, this is not Barton, nor is it probably any place in the real world. It is someone's dream.
A small amount of dust was kicked up from the rugged ground, and black plush little paws suddenly appeared in this space. The slender tail stood upright behind it, swaying slightly. It was, uh, a black cat.
Voices began to appear in the space, "What is this place?"
The figure began to push away the shaking dust to gain space for its own appearance, "Are you sure you want to go here?" The same voice was still expressing doubts.
Wait a moment to make this figure clearer so we can see who he is.
"Listen." He straightened his slightly wrinkled formal jacket first, "I'm very grateful for your help." It became clear, it was Lip, "But at least answer my question! I'm sure this cat is not you True form, at least, let me know what it is that's helping me? Sorry. I didn't mean you were a thing, uh, what the hell are you..."
The black cat jumped on Lip's shoulder before the ground cracked under its four soft little paws, interrupting Lip's question.
This space is shaking, and the already pitted ground is full of cracks. It seems like this inconsistent world is about to collapse.
Lip panicked and clung to the hard soil where he was standing, waving his arms, "Please stabilize! Stabilize! Stabilize!" What was he yelling? "We are not intruders! We will not disturb your dreams! Just here, stay here for a while! Please, please settle down..."
The world... listened to Lip's plea. The gray space without light source, the swaying phosphorescent dust, the pitted landmarks, the suffocating and empty world has returned to its original stability.
"Huh-" Taking a long breath, Lip bent over and supported his knees with both hands, "It's so dangerous..."
Stepping on the back of Lip's neck. The black cat softly circled around Lip's head, and jumped back to the ground, raising up a small amount of dust. However, it was amazing that not even a trace of dust stuck to the cat's dark, night-like fur. Plus, Lip swears. When the cat landed, it gave itself a look of contempt!
"What's wrong!" Lip chased the black cat dissatisfied, "I'm still very weak! I don't want to be so weak! How do I know that the Holy Bishop's 'suicide will go to hell' is true!" What is he talking about? oh. Suicide, Lip committed suicide, "If I had known that I would not attend the worship service in the nursing home when I was alive! But are the standards of the Holy Lord's faith so bad now? Anyone who dozes off during the service is considered a believer and must be included Management in belief systems…”
The black cat turned his head and gave you an expression that clearly meant he would scratch your face if you said anything again. Well.
"What's wrong?" Lip frowned. "I'm telling the truth. If the call of hell hadn't affected me and distracted me when I crossed the line, I would definitely not be the stunted person I am now! Ugh. I'm worse than a shadow person now."
The black cat rolled his eyes again and paced casually on the bumpy land, probably because he was too lazy to comment.
"Well, I still have to thank you. If it weren't for you, I would probably be worse than a shadow person and be dragged to hell to become a demon."
The black cat shook its tail.
"What?" Lip frowned, "You think I can't necessarily become a demon? How is that possible! I'm at least a dream demon. I shouldn't be just an undead after dying again. Well, although it's just a stunted dream now Demon..." He regained his mood and spoke in a positive tone, "Wait until I get rid of these dreams! Find the timeline where I am still alive, and reconnect with the living human being, I can do it again, correct some 'mistakes', and start over again. …”
The black cat faced Lip, sitting upright, looking at Lip talking to himself like a statue.
"What's wrong?" Lip frowned again and looked at the black cat in front of him, "Listen, I'm very grateful to you for showing up and helping me when I was in crisis, but I don't know you, and I don't even know who you are. I don’t know anything. So don’t give me this look..."
The black cat is motionless, like a statue.
"That's the look!"
Like a statue.
"Uh! Can you stop looking at me like that! If you don't like what I say, you can refute me!"
The statue meowed, meowed...
"Ah!" Lip fiddled with his hair randomly, "Forget it. I'll focus on getting out of the current situation first." Lip stopped looking at the black cat and looked around the space where he was.
After being quiet for a long time, he said, "Wow. This is the most boring dream I've ever seen." Lip squatted down and scratched the ground twice. There was nothing but dust. "This place has no life at all. The owner of the dream is about to die."
The black cat licked his paw.
Lip looked up, "There is no sky, no stars and sun, this man's brain has given up on imagination." Lip looked around, "There are no plants, no green things, or creatures, except for us, he has known his life There's not much left." Lip stomped on the ground, "Where is this place? It's full of holes, which is probably his summary of his life." Lip waved his hand and waved away the dust, "And it will be covered by dust soon. Uh, I feel sorry for the owner of this dream."
The incubus' mercy lasted only a moment.
Snap, Lip clapped his hands and rubbed his palms energetically, "I want to leave this place! Catch up with the pursuers!" A faint, aurora-like halo began to emerge from Lip's body, "Let me see Look, no one is dreaming of such a boring place!"
"Meow~"
"Not the time!" Lip prepared to ignore the black cat. "It won't do us any good to stay here. If they come, we have no place to hide."
Wait, who are they
The black cat jumped on Lip's shoulder again, and its long black tail swept back and forth on the dream monster's face regardless of Lip's scratching hands.
"You!" Lip was annoyed and grabbed the black cat on his shoulder. "Believe it or not, I will take you..."
One of the black cat's little paws pointed behind Lip.
Lip turned around with a terrible look on his face, "Bo, Boyson..."
Boyson, who didn't know when he appeared in this world, smiled and bent his body, tapping his knuckles on his raised boots with a stiff bang, "It seems that I finally got lucky and found you. Dream." "While straightening the bolo tie at the collar. While walking towards Lip, "Oh, cat? Is this your companion, or..." Boyson observed the space from behind, "Things in dreams? Well, probably not."
The black cat was protected in Lip's arms, with one hand stretched forward to make a gesture to stay away from Boyson who was approaching, but it was obviously useless. So he could only retreat on the bumpy ground and shout meaninglessly at Boysen. "do not come!"
"This is really sad." Boyson tilted his head. "I thought we were friends."
"Sibella is a friend, but you are not!" Lip was obviously not prepared to give the other party a chance to get close.
"Oh! This is really hurtful." Boyisen was still approaching, "Why did you choose Sibella, not me? Look at me. I am in someone's dream, can Sibella do it?" Boyisen said. Laugh, this is showing off.
"I didn't choose anyone!" Lip was still retreating. The faint halo of light radiated away at the same time, and the stunted dream demon was praying. Please, please, there must be someone who is also dreaming of such a place!
"Uh, yes. You chose Grande." Boyson obviously noticed the halo on Lip, but he still kept smiling, because the same halo was also radiating on him, "It's a bit unfair , don’t you think so. Grande didn’t give you any reason worthy of helping them, right? It’s us, okay, Sibella and I, who keep you safe while you’re alive. No one cares about you because of your special status as a dream demon. To harass you, right?"
"Then what are you doing now?" Lip shook his head and backed away, "Why are you chasing me! What do you want!"
"Haha, I want to help you." Boyson kept smiling. "You look very weak. Haha, what happened? Look at you, you trapped yourself in such a suffocating place. This is not the same as It’s different from the legendary dream monster that breaks through reality and illusion. Haha, Lip, you need help, let me help you.”
"Help me? This is a lie! My current situation has nothing to do with you." Lip sullenly said, "This is the process I have to go through as a dream demon. I don't need your help." The meaning of this sentence It means that it is normal for human beings to die, lose contact with reality, return to illusion, and be trapped in dreams. What's not normal is that Lip is now stunted and trapped in a dream state with a cat.
"Haha, what about I need your help? Lip, let's not say some nice words to comfort each other." Boyson's smile began to shrink, because the space began to tremble and cracks began to appear on the ground. This world seems to be about to collapse because of the appearance of the invader again. "How about we make a deal? Let us give each other a chance to start over. You get a chance to become a dream demon again, and I take back what I have in Nan, Residency in the North End… ”
Wait a moment! What did Boysen say? Right of residence in the South and North Districts! What does this wizard want to do? Do you want to use Lip, the dream demon, to go back to before Sibera's barrier unfolded, prevent the barrier from appearing, and reset the timeline in the real world outside this dream? !
It's a pity that I didn't have to wait. The dream world collapsed.
No, it's not a collapse, it's Lip. Lip's face is filled with a blurred halo, as if the light points like a galaxy are peeled off from his body and spread to the entire space!
The cracked earth is rapidly healing, and the light, like a gray filter, is beginning to become saturated and vivid.
"What are you doing??" Boyson looked around him from behind. The hard and pitted land began to soften and become muddy. Trees began to protrude and grow in the empty land. Noisy sounds began to appear in the quiet world. Mixed.
"Hoo, ho!" A slightly rough gasp came out as Lip looked around, "Hug, I'm sorry..." Of course not to Boyson, "I said I won't mess with your dreams, but I'm sorry, it was originally naked. I don't know where it is. I can't find the connection between this place and other dreams. I can't jump out! I have to do something, fiddle with time, so that at least there is some life here, so that I can find the way to leave. aisle!"
"It's useless." Boyson frowned, looking at the mud that had covered his boots. This place was completely different from before. Boyson turned sideways and let the soldiers running past him say, "Look what you did, you made a poor dying man dream back to the war."
"At least I know where this place is now!" Lip was still holding the black cat. "It was the war that ended ten years ago. This is the battlefield. Boyson, you will be very surprised how many people dream of this place. You It’s impossible to find me again!”
"Oh, really." Boyson leaned over again and knocked on his boots, "As long as my luck doesn't run out, haha, I think I can stay positive." This is a dirty trick, because when Boyson When he raised his body, a red spell suddenly shot towards Lip!
Boyson is not going to rely on luck next time, he wants to catch Lip! Now!
but.
Lip shuddered as his body was penetrated.
A running man pulled by a soldier covered in mud passed from behind. This man stood in front of Lip and was hit by a red spell.
The man stopped and said to the soldier beside him, "Something shot me." This voice sounded so familiar.
"What!" The soldier suddenly pounced on the man, pushed him to the ground, and raised his gun alertly, "Where! Doctor! Where! Are you okay! Doctor! Are you injured! Doctor!"
"No." Zach frowned and pushed away the soldier pressing on him, looking at the soldier with red eyes, "How many times have I told you that bullets can't hurt me. It's probably an illusion."
"Uh, uh..." The soldier wiped his muddy face on his dirty sleeves, "Sorry, doctor! I forgot! I will remember it! Doctor!"
Zach curled his lips and patted the mud on his body. The clothes were ruined. "Don't be sorry. Cherish your life and don't waste it, soldier." Zach looked around to the left and back, and his eyes directly penetrated Mengbi. Lip and Boyson, of course, this is a dream, no one can see anyone else.
"Let's go." Zach patted the soldier, "Well, who am I going to save this time."
"My lieutenant, doctor! He is seriously injured! Doctor!"
"Okay, then don't waste time."
The space is dark.
What a short dream. (.)