I·N·S·I·D·E

Some are terrible, the rest are bearable.

Like you know, most of the time I'm prepping for the damn farmer project.Chris completely treated me like a guinea pig at that time.

He thought I couldn't see, he kept guarding behind the one-way mirror, but I could still see him.

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I should have killed him, if I figured out a way, I think I could do it.

The only problem might be that I was in such a bad state at the time.

They took my meds off, the ones that keep me in a sluggish state...did I already say this...

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Yeah, I don't hate him, and I'm not crazy about his patterns or anything, but I'm... I'm still kind of confused.

Sorry, I might be a little... out of focus right now.

I can't remember exactly what I was thinking at the time, I was just kind of exhausted.

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Then I started dreaming.

Yes, dreaming is also an important part of that plan.

Let me think about it...the principle is probably...

Well, I forgot.

All I remember is that dreaming strengthens my bond with Him?Maybe so.

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In the first dream, He was still the same as he was at the beginning.

Hahaha, the dreams in the first few years were pretty much the same.

He is almost the same as what I can see in reality, nothing more than that kind of slimy appearance with strange teeth and scales. I remember that I even had symptoms of confusion between dreams and reality at that time - the only difference is probably that He was in There will be that kind of chattering whisper in the dream.

It's a bit noisy... and I can't understand it at all...

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I heard that a few researchers were also affected by the dream during that time, and they inserted a fork into their ears to try to pick out the cochlea or something.

Perhaps his whispers, like the patterns on his body, are not suitable for ordinary humans to contact.

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No, I didn't pay much attention to those.

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Poof, you are right.

Maybe I was also affected? Not necessarily?

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The most important reason is the dream.

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I have lived in a dream for many years.

Yes, at first everything was similar to reality, but later, the dream changed.

Those are some of the only pleasant memories I have, although they are all about dreams.

There is a ship in the dream.

And He was in the boat, and He was the captain—the boat was the size of a whole planet, and it was made of gold and silver.

He and I just sailed in the boat, wandering aimlessly in the universe.

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You smiled?

You must think this person in front of you is crazy, what fairy tales are you talking about?

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It was a very beautiful dream, very long, I suspect that I have passed 1000, 1, or [-] million years in the dream?

And the dream is so real that it is unbelievable that when I occasionally wake up from the dream for a short time, I will even feel dazed and confused for a long time.

Everything on Earth, human beings, the White Tower, and the damn experiment, all seemed so illusory.

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You see, I can clearly tell you all the details of my dream until now. We explored the dark stars in the deepest part of the universe. The stars were completely made of filthy flesh and blood, and there were countless wailing lingering around him The souls and remains of intelligent creatures.There is also the huge wreckage in the middle of the wormhole. The tall spire can be repaired from the ground to its companion star, but the spire is twisted and twisted like the tip of a vine.

I still remember how I screamed when I saw those things, until he slowly filled my soul with his body.He tore the planet apart with his tentacles, and it was a long battle.

I woke up, and then went back to sleep... I don't know how long I passed in reality, but in my dream, I swear that the terrible battle lasted tens of thousands of years.

He was victorious in the end, and he filled the bottom of our boat with those screaming and wriggling things.

The souls of fallen elves from ancient times, they are very good fuel...

Sorry, what I said is probably ridiculous, right?

It's even a bit like a child's daydream.

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Are you sure you want to hear it?

For God's sake, you're the friendliest listener I've ever met.

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Since you're so persistent... well, of course I'd love to.

You know, I wanted to tell people about this before, but they all thought that I might really have fallen into incurable hysteria.

I remember everything in the dream very clearly.

The encounter with that filthy planet was just the beginning, and then we encountered more and more...things that cannot be described in words.

But we are still sailing.

And I, I mean, the "me" in the dream, because of this too long voyage became like those things.

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We ended up anchored in a huge and deserted ruin.

There were many spiers there, but they all curled down from other planets.

To celebrate the end of the voyage.

We spent the rest of the eons in the ruined temples of that ruins.

It was at this time that I finally heard His whispers clearly...

Then I finally recognized that He was my child.

Yes, He is my favorite child.

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You look scared?

puff.

It was just a dream... just a dream.

Those dreams weren't much of a problem.

Really.

Dreams are not a problem.

The real problem was that when I woke up that time, I couldn't go back to the dream again.

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Strange?

Of course, even an idiot should know that those dreams are not quite right.

To be honest, when I woke up from the dream I was really scared.

There was writing all over the room.

"everywhere"!

Every crevice and blank space you can think of, including the ceiling, is covered with handwriting - and there are several corpses lying on the ground.

I don't remember exactly how many, I was still in that kind of trance at the time...

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You're right, the bodies were drained.

Those words were written with their blood.

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No... How could I possibly know what the hell was going on.

It couldn't have been me, anyone who has seen that scene will realize that.

The corpses were beyond recognition, no one knew where they came from, and some of them... I don't think maybe they were human?

I do not know.

I just feel that way.

When those people from the White Tower rushed in to take those corpses away, I only had time to take a quick glance. The corpse was a bit strange, with a big head but such a small body, and the limbs were so slender that they looked like spiders.But who knows?Maybe drained bodies of all the sex look like that? !

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Nor were the writings in any known human language.

Believe me, I was more anxious than you are now, I really want to know what happened...

I can't read those handwritings, but I have a vague feeling that those messages are very, very, very important.

Oh man, I still feel like my heart aches when I think about that time—it hurts, really.

The feeling of extreme anxiety even made me temporarily get rid of the trance and loss after a long dream.

I was so anxious that I was going crazy, the indescribable anxiety and despair beat me like an invisible whip.

They said that I lost a lot of weight during that time, and I would even keep circling around my dormitory like an animal in a zoo. I swear, I was more eager than anyone to figure out what those words were written in. something happened.But in the end, no one knows what those symbols actually represent.

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Somebody showed me the surveillance footage from my room that night.They're trying to convince me that the weird handwriting is my own, but...

But that's just sleepwalking, the most common sleepwalking I don't know why those people showed me that.I just stood in the corner and kept mumbling to myself.

Those murmurs?

Oh murmured.

We all know what it means to mumble.

That was nothing more than babbling under tremendous mental pressure, the kind of words like "I want to die" and "I must die".

Hehe...

you know right?In a ghostly place like a research institute, sleep talking and sleepwalking are really not a big problem, are they?

And those bastards cut my meds.

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No no no no no no no that's not real.

I know what I have always known They are just trying to lie to me, the people in the White Tower are a bunch of assholes so the videos they will lie to me from the beginning to the end are not quite right I know it when I look at it, the footage is always on It keeps flashing and the "I" in it speaks in a strange and unfamiliar tone.

Let me teach you how to--

"I have to remember that I need to kill myself"?

I don't think that's the way I talk, even if it's just in my sleep.

And the moment I heard that sentence, my whole body got hairy.

I don't know if you have ever had a similar experience, that is... the hairs all over your body stand on end in an instant.

Then came the cold sweat.

Your heart beats like it's got the wrong motor, as if it's going to tear out of your chest the next second.

Then there's that sense of catastrophe coming, but you don't even know what you did wrong, the catastrophe