Krafft's Anomaly Notes

The dream was illuminated by soft white light, and the sense of being paid attention became stronger. He realized that the dream was gradual.

It is no longer necessary to look for any comparison. With the gradual increase in the brightness of the dream, the length of stay, the increasingly delayed time of waking up, and the irresistible falling asleep.Since the appearance of "White Light", the author has never had breakfast again.

Everything known has been applied to explain the present situation, but nothing has been achieved.From "Humorology" to the new book that will be written, after many self-examinations and colleagues' inspections, I have no choice but to admit that there are indeed diseases beyond their knowledge in this world.

According to recorded trends, within about two months, probably less in fact, waking and falling asleep overlap, falling into a dream from which one never wakes up.A master who is unconscious, even if his body is well taken care of, will have various problems and die sooner or later.

This was a blow to the will, causing the record to skip several dates.

But he finally came back, intending to record this rare disease from the perspective of a person who experienced it in the last time, and strive to complete the book with a reliable friend before that, which may have a huge impact on the entire system.

When referring to that book, Kraft could feel his pride, more than his penchant for death.

What is more humiliating is that before death threats, people are willing to try anything, including the church that has always been disdainful.A friend with a church background invited the priest to exorcise the evil spirits and tried it as a last resort, arranging him to stay in the church for a few days.

If the Heavenly Father does not save the unbelievers, then at least your own territory will not be desecrated by evil spirits, right?

However, due to the poor relationship between the work content and the church, the author still couldn't bear to live in it, and had to bow his head to the group of "pedantic" priests, bishops, and seminary colleagues who "filled their heads with holy water".In the true sense, a friend with "hands and eyes in the sky" arranged a place for the author on the top floor of the church's bell tower.

It can be seen that the author quickly passed the period of fear, denial, anger and depression.

The brightness grows and grows endlessly, reaching the point of dazzling, but still maintains a sense of softness and tranquility that violates harmony. At this time, even the subordinates who only have a relationship with each other in memory feel that something is wrong.

"I feel that I am transforming, that my soul has become something real, and that the human body cannot match it," the author wrote, "and it is impossible to know whether this transformation comes from 'exercising' or from repeatedly seeing That beautiful celestial body."

"I should get rid of that creature. I have thought of many ways to deal with the guy who is not considered intelligent, but is it really worth it? This will lose the only way to enter that world."

["Beautiful" celestial body? 】

It's just that the white light this time is different from the experience, like a layer of uneven veil, but the overall brightness is far higher than before, surpassing the peak state of the same kind seen in Wendeng Port.

And the development of the dream has also deepened to the next stage.The content of the dream became more and more real and detailed, and he found that he had a little ability to control his body in the dream, and he could move his fingers to touch the wet head of the bed.He even thought about whether his spirit would live in the dream after he could no longer wake up.

After reading this, Kraft has basically figured out what happened to the author of the manuscript, which is different from his own experience.He continued to look down.

[very familiar routine]

However, this "magic" has two problems to be solved: one is that the user is essentially in the same position as the subject, and must resist consciously for a long time; medium.

He faithfully recorded the process that would be regarded as a weird story to ordinary people. Most of the pages described in detail the first few days when he understood the essential meaning of "perspective", and from the first few days he could intuitively feel the spirit. The force that pulls into the dream and fights against it.

"Yes, look up high and look for the moon in the sky, and then you can go back. Now, go at once."

"Kup, you and Martin go along the corridor first, go to a higher place, the higher the better. Then look up." After taking the torch, Kraft spoke quickly and clearly, "Remember, look I made sure it wasn't chasing you before."

"It's a key, a key that will follow itself. It can lead me to the other side, or..."

I have to thank that friend. Although there is no blessing from the Heavenly Father, the tall tower built by the believers of the Heavenly Father gave the author a chance to escape by watching that celestial body.

A genius concept was written in the pen of the recorder, he should not kill the thing, but should continue to maintain this dangerous balance.As long as he can find a way for others to be perceived by it, it will become a kind of "magic", making anyone nearby who has established a connection disappear out of thin air.

……

This is also enough to explain part of the whole story - the initiator with a great research spirit figured out the predation mechanism of deep creatures, and then developed a simple small application.Then, the manuscript was left outside, and passed several times into the hands of a believer who was probably also entangled.

After temporarily finding the "exit" of the dream, the author began to think about what brought me here, and what the bright white light that often appeared in dreams meant.

As expected, the white light in the center of the mushroom's red halo indicating the opponent's position lighted up gently.

Unlike Kraft's experience of being knocked on the window in the middle of the night, the author finally found out that the source of the white light was looking down through a window.A mollusc, bright creature with numerous arms and appendages, swimming in the waters of the Teme River pouring into the city, was trying to climb the towering outer wall of the clock tower.

"Then..." Martin wanted to ask something, but Coop dragged him back to the corridor full of mushrooms without hesitation.

Unseal the kerosene, drain it by the window, separate a can and dump it on the ground.An old trap that has been tried and tested has been reproduced in the study.

He stared at it ecstatically for a long time, and it seemed only for a moment. When he woke up again, he saw the long-awaited sunrise, and his body was hanging on the window sill.Fortunately, the well-meaning bell ringer heard the sound and came to save his life, otherwise this great discovery might not have the chance to be recorded.

"look up?"

There was a long tug-of-war between man and that creature, and every night I had to realize as soon as possible that I was in a dream and look directly at that celestial body, and that thing would relentlessly climb the tower.

Before he could figure it out, new symptoms appeared.He found that his perspective occasionally changed strangely. When he was writing at his desk, he saw the paper in the drawer, and in severe cases, he even saw his own internal organs, which was often accompanied by indescribable discomfort.

"Koop, light a fire."

But the current situation cannot be explained by this alone. How can the flood of fungi and parasitic shells be related to crawling creatures?This only helped him find the possibility of the origin of paganism.

At this point, the author finally found the key to the dream.

【I seem to understand part of it】

He solved the second problem.

The turning point of things happened after gaining the real ability to act in dreams.When he woke up from the bed soaked in water vapor with his favorite scalpel in hand, he opened the window to check instinctively. What he saw was not the sun hanging high in the sky, nor the moonlight late at night that he hadn’t seen for a long time.

Kraft put away the page, and the record ended. The remaining part should be the page that was corroded by mold along with the holy scriptures, and it cannot be restored now.

"Mr. Kraft, I'll throw a torch later?" Kupp lit the torch he carried with him. Seeing Kraft staring at the white light rising in front of him like a moon, he seemed to think about something inappropriately.

……

Push the desk away and draw the sword out of its sheath.The white light fluctuated and rose, and the condensation on the mushroom canopy in the room was filled with red light, which was quickly covered by stronger light.

Except for the hunchback bell ringer who comes to deliver meals on the way every day, no one will disturb this last piece of tranquility, and it is convenient for timekeeping.

Yep, all right.

Upon seeing him, the thing let out a roar that sounded like "a thousand pipe organs and ten thousand blood-congested vocal cords."With just one glance, he understood that the force that dragged him into the dream came from this, and the huge height difference hindered its predation.

Under "Great kindness is hard to turn down", he couldn't hold back his friends, so he moved to the top of the bell tower with his luggage, not wanting to but carefully recorded the change in the environment.In this place tens of meters above the ground, I seized the remaining half a day to finish the last volume of the manuscript, and the follow-up was some proofreading work.

The manuscript describes this as cramped as a baby is delivered, as if the world is too low to hold his soul.

The usher emitting a white halo, another world, a circle hanging high in the sky.There is also a corresponding image of angels in the hall with multiple arms and multiple legs and many fingers and toes.

But at least the identity of the "angel" has been clarified.Anyway, I couldn't figure it out for a while, and Kraft planned to solve it first before thinking about it.

But a strange celestial body.Nearly half a page of descriptions was written down, and all of them were crossed out and blacked out, saying only that it "cannot take your eyes off" and "felt an extraordinary experience".

Kraft heard the sound of the courtyard wall being crushed below.A "pillar of light" covered by mushrooms rises in front of the window. Its shape is no less than that of a giant tree that has grown in the forest for tens of hundreds of years.

Then there are the second and third roots. Countless light tumors and appendages grow magnificent and prosperous bacteria, such as soft scales and velvet lips, as well as brocade pleats, modifying the mouthparts that spit out dentition and spores, like extremely The giant boa constrictors in all their colorful and dangerous colors spit out letters in groups.

"It all makes sense now..." In front of thousands of groaning throats, it was worthless to mutter to himself.If the fungus drives the human body in this world, what should it infect in the deep?

A deep giant shell shaped by a long list, fed by the nutrients of the entire forest.

"Edward, why didn't the church burn you for three days and three nights back then!" Now this thing can't be burned in three days and three nights.