Chapter 2, Two Strange Dreams in One Night

Suddenly, a terrifying thought struck me: I was the only person in the entire school. Where could the beautiful girl have come from? This shock was extraordinary; in an instant, all my fantasies vanished, and I was filled with dread. My body, like a deflated balloon, quickly sagged down. Unfortunately, I still found myself unable to move, and everything around me was pitch black, leaving me uncertain whether the lights had gone out or if I simply could not open my eyes. At that moment, I was about sixty percent awake, relying solely on my instinctive alertness to sense that something was wrong, yet I was unable to engage in more detailed or organized thought.

However, I soon realized that something was amiss; this time was different from my previous experiences, as there was indeed someone pressing down on me

sleep paralysis

This person has an extremely supple body, with smooth and elastic skin, exuding a fragrance reminiscent of orchids and musk. Although I cannot see anything, I am certain that the person pressing down on me is a very beautiful young girl; otherwise, I would not experience such a fragrant and soft sensation

The girl let out a soft "hmph," possibly a bit annoyed, but did not do anything further and suddenly disappeared. I jolted upright in bed, opened my eyes, and found the room shrouded in darkness, while the sky outside was faintly brightening. In the distance, the sound of a rooster crowing could be heard.

I turned my head to look at the bed, and the apple I had taken out earlier was still there. Clearly, the apple core on the table was the one that had mysteriously disappeared before. I approached to take a closer look; there were some bite marks on the apple core, which appeared to have been eaten by a person, and it was eaten very cleanly

The doors and windows are all closed, and I have been in the room. How did the apple core appear? I was so nervous that my hands were trembling a bit, and my neck turned stiffly back and forth to take a few glances. There was no one in the room, nor was there anything particularly unusual. When I looked at the table again, I found that not only was there an extra apple core, but there was also an egg in the cup—there was no egg in the cup before, and I certainly did not bring an egg with me

I did not touch the apple core, nor did I touch that egg. Mhetushu.com quickly tidied up the bed, pulling the blanket over my head and feet, which made me feel much safer, and it also helped to block the mosquitoes' attack. I did not turn off the light; having the light on also increases my sense of security, and anyway, I don't have to pay the electricity bill

Hehe ... ...

I have already realized that the woman on my body is neither a demon nor a monster; after indulging in pleasure, she would either drain my vital essence or devour me alive. Therefore, there is not a hint of sensuality; instead, I find that her hand is more terrifying than a venomous snake or a centipede, leaving me drenched in cold sweat. The uncontrollable desire within me quickly dissipates due to fear.

The woman suddenly appeared at the window, rising to my height, and extended her hands: "I am in so much pain, I am unwilling to accept this, can you help me?"

Ah!

Encountering such a bizarre situation, how can one possibly sleep with a tense mind? Each time the wind blows and the roof tiles make a rustling sound, it tightens my nerves. Each distant call of a night bird sends shivers down my spine. I recite ancient poems one after another, count sheep over and over, yet I still cannot fall asleep

I lay back down on the bed, covering my head with a blanket. I initially thought that after such a fright, I would surely be unable to sleep, but unexpectedly, I fell asleep quickly. In a daze, I felt a heavy weight pressing down on me, making it hard to breathe. I couldn't tell whether I was dreaming or if something had really happened. The weight pressed down on me, and I wanted to struggle but felt powerless, as if my body did not belong to me.

Although I do not know fear, I subconsciously feel that something is amiss. Where did this woman come from in the dead of night? Why can I see only her figure while everything else is obscured? ... And why has it suddenly become so cold that my body is almost frozen stiff ...

It was already close to dawn. I reached for the switch by the bedside and pulled it, but the light did not turn on; it was likely a power outage. My shirt was already soaked with cold sweat, and there was a faint fragrance lingering nearby, clearly indicating that what had just happened was not a dream

The apple could not have fallen on the road, nor could it have been stolen by someone; the only possibility is that it was taken by something "non-human." I know that it is not appropriate to run outside immediately; if that invisible thing intends to harm me, I would not be able to escape at all. If I lose my courage while trying to flee, it would only make things worse, and I might scare myself to death. If that thing does not intend to harm me, then I do not need to run. The most important thing now is to remain calm. I know that it is not appropriate to run outside immediately; if that invisible thing intends to harm me, I would not be able to escape at all. If I lose my courage while trying to flee, it would only make things worse, and I might scare myself to death. If that thing does not intend to harm me, then I do not need to run. The most important thing now is to remain calm.

It seemed that a woman's laughter was coming, as if from downstairs, yet also as if from the rooftop, drifting and elusive, with no way to discern from which direction it originated

Was it just a dream a moment ago

My poor brother, for the first time after I came of age, was caught by someone else... She fiddled with him for quite a while, yet he remained as limp as a dead snake. Then she let out a soft "eh" and pulled one of my hands down into her embrace. The touch was like soft jade, extremely soft and smooth, large and full with remarkable elasticity, but at that moment, all I felt was fear and disgust; how could there be any reaction?

After hesitating for a moment, I decided not to leave for the time being. However, if there are any more unusual sounds or strange occurrences, I will leave immediately; no matter how important face is, it cannot compare to my life. I continued to organize my belongings while counting the clothes, books, daily necessities, and so on that I had brought, and I did not find anything else missing.

At that time, I did not know fear; I stretched my head out of the window to locate the source of the crying. Soon, I saw a woman with long hair walking towards me from a distance. Her features were not very clear, and she was wearing a floral shirt on her upper body and army green trousers on her lower body. It seemed that she was dragging a rope in her hand

I composed myself and listened intently; outside, the sounds of night insects rose and fell in succession. Occasionally, a breeze would rustle the willow trees, producing a "rustling" sound. From a distance, a few barks of dogs could be heard. Where were the sounds of women laughing? Perhaps it was just a hallucination brought on by my nervousness

But was that really a dream just now? The oppressive cold air, the flickering lights, and the howling night wind all testify that something unusual just occurred

The young girl leaned down, bringing her face close to mine and gently blowing a breath. Her warm breath carried a strange, delicate fragrance. Upon inhaling this scent, the uncontrollable desire within me intensified, and my lower abdomen became ablaze. At that moment, my entire body was immobilized, yet that part of me, which I usually could not control at will, was able to move, hard as iron, swollen and on the verge of bursting

When I had almost finished organizing, I happened to glance up and was instantly petrified; there, on the table, lay an apple core!

The room is very cold, a biting chill that penetrates to the bone. Outside, the wind howls fiercely, and the willow tree downstairs rustles loudly in the wind, while the windows in the adjacent classroom bang repeatedly. The electric light flickers on and off, as if there is insufficient power; after several flashes, the light finally stabilizes, and the icy sensation gradually recedes. The sound of the wind disappears, leaving an eerie silence, as if nothing had ever happened.

Although I am reluctant to admit it, there is indeed a slight element of pride and concern for my reputation that has prevented me from choosing to escape

After some thought, I forced myself to remain calm and said to the air: "I won't even quibble over an apple. I do not wish to offend you, so please do not bother me. I am merely a poor scholar, full of integrity, with nothing but clear sleeves and no wealth to speak of. You might as well go look for someone else..."

This time I was truly terrified, wishing I could leave this place immediately, but outside it was pitch dark, even more frightening than inside the room. Perhaps that evil thing was waiting for me out there! I glanced at my digital watch; in three hours it would be dawn. No matter what, I had to hold on a little longer

Around midnight, I faintly heard the sound of crying coming from a distance. Holding my breath to listen closely, I indeed heard someone crying in the library, seemingly a young woman, sorrowful and mournful, as if lamenting her plight, yet I could not discern what she was saying. If it were not for someone who had suffered a great injustice, they would never emit such a heart-wrenching cry. After listening for a while, I felt a bit of soreness in my eyes and a deep sorrow in my heart, and I found myself wanting to comfort her and urge her to stop crying.

Should we spend the night at Old Chen's house

The young girl seemed to be intently observing me, then gently caressed my face with her hand. Her fingers were slender and smooth, soft as if devoid of bones, warm and slick, possessing a mesmerizing magical power. An inexplicable urge arose within me, a burning desire seeking an outlet, and the feeling of thirst was exceedingly intense.

I feel a tingling sensation on my scalp, my heart is racing wildly, and I can hardly catch my breath. I know there can't be anyone behind me, but that feeling of being watched makes me extremely uncomfortable, like needles pricking my back. Unable to resist, I suddenly turn around and shout, "Who!"

I let out a startled cry and quickly stepped back, but unexpectedly, I missed my footing and fell from a height, landing with a thud on the wooden floor. I immediately sat up straight, only to realize that I was sitting on the bed, and the window was also closed.

At this moment, the distance was already very close, yet I still could not see her face clearly. Although I felt something was amiss, I found this woman to be quite pitiable. Just as I was about to agree to help her, a furious roar suddenly came from the roof, resembling the sound a mother cat makes when her kitten is threatened

I hesitated for a long time, but ultimately decided not to go. Perhaps the "Peace Declaration" from earlier has taken effect, which is why that thing returned the apple core to me and also sent an egg as compensation, symbolizing that we owe each other nothing. Regardless of what kind of monster it is, since it has expressed a sincere intention for peaceful coexistence, it will no longer harm me

The woman suddenly raised her head and let out an angry howl, as if the sound was forced from her throat. In that moment, I saw her face, which was originally supposed to be delicate and beautiful, now pale as paper, her eyes bulging out with blood flowing from them, her mouth wide open with a long tongue protruding, and a rope around her neck

The young girl let out a soft "Eh," then blew a breath of fragrance towards my mouth and nose. I felt a rush of blood to my head, while her delicate hand slid down and reached beneath the waistband of my pants.

The space behind is empty, devoid of anything; it is quiet, so quiet that it feels suffocating. There is no one here, or rather, there is nothing to respond to me.

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, breathing rapidly, finding it hard to believe that what had just happened was a dream; it felt so real. At that moment, my elbows and back still ached, a result of falling onto the bed board, and in the instant I woke up, I also heard the sound of my body hitting the bed board. Looking at the blanket covering me and the slippers on the floor, they did not appear to be disturbed, suggesting that I had merely been overly startled in my dream, bouncing up on the bed and then crashing back down.

I did not know how I managed to get out of bed, walked to the window, and pushed it open. The sound became clearer; it was indeed the voice of a young woman: "Wuwu... I am unwilling... I am unwilling, wuwu..."

A soft laughter seemed to echo in my ears, as a delicate hand glided from my face to my chest, moving back and forth across my not-so-strong pectoral muscles, making me feel as if something inside was about to explode

A chill surged from my feet to the top of my head, causing goosebumps to rise all over my body. A female ghost? A fox spirit? A skeleton spirit? The fact that it could emit laughter is truly terrifying

A thought suddenly arose in my mind; in fact, I had a similar experience when I was a child, thinking it was a ghost pressing down on me. Later, after reading more, I learned that what is referred to as sleep paralysis occurs when a person's consciousness has awakened, but their muscles remain in a low-tension state, preventing the brain from controlling the body, leading to the sensation of being pressed down by a heavy object, rather than an actual ghost pressing on the person