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Out of the darkness of unconsciousness, a strange scene suddenly emerged: it depicted a room where a young boy with long dark hair and black eyes stood holding a bloody knife. The bodies of his victims lay on the floor. The murderer stood there calmly, lost in thought, as if what had just happened was merely an illusion.
Perhaps the main character of the dream was somehow aware that he was merely a creation of someone’s subconscious, making the situation he was involved in seem utterly indifferent to him, or maybe he froze for a moment, realizing the tragic nature of his deed, which he couldn’t have truly committed. Maybe he had been possessed by some malevolent force that, controlling his will, had carried out the crime?
In any case, the situation exceeded the bounds of plausibility, suggesting that the events were merely part of someone’s dream.
In the next moment, the door was broken down, and police officers burst into the house. Seeing the bodies lying in pools of blood on the floor, with blood dripping from the ceiling, they rushed to capture the murderer. As they tried to apprehend him, the boy dissolved into thin air, disappearing from sight and running through the garden behind the house.
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