The Uncanny: The Knowledgeable Returns From Warhammer

Chapter 3 The Method of Deep Dreaming

"It's rather... Evan Stimson, who seems to have lost the relevant memory, used a series of horrific methods to force questions from the resentment of those classmates who still existed in his dreams."

"This is similar to the fact that the "Nightmare" of Sequence Seven of the Church of Evernight is affected by the potion and can't distinguish between reality and illusion. It seems very forgetful, but it can regain the mystic knowledge of memory through dreams."

"But I noticed that Alvin Stimson has been in a waking state since he entered the dream, and through a series of crazy behaviors, he repeatedly tested the rules of the dream. To some extent, he used the dream Yi, has a tendency similar to nightmares to control the direction of dreams."

"Are you kidding me?" Across the long table, Barr, a member of the Mechanic Heart team in formal attire, suddenly showed an unacceptable expression.

Realizing that his emotions were a little agitated, he spread his hands again and said:

"When he was first sent, I checked with the captain, and he was barely considered a generalist of Sequence 9, and the nightmare of Sequence [-] of the Church of Evernight can even easily affect Transcendents of the same level, making the other party ignore what he is currently doing. In a dream."

"Besides, as an archaeologist of Sequence Eight, I don't think that the mystic knowledge of the generalist has been put on the table."

"This also shows the particularity of the other party and the danger of this incident." At the head of the long table, Captain Dick suddenly interrupted Barr's questioning, and looked at Sariel with sharp eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses. , nodded and said:

"please continue!"

Regarding this, Salier didn't say much, she nodded slightly and began to organize her words, preparing to recount.

Seemingly recalling some unacceptable scenes, she suddenly took a breath and said slowly:

"Because of his strong interest in the so-called ancient civilization, Evan Stimson got the news from the gang rats in Tingen City that someone discovered an ancient tomb in the suburbs, and then went there with his classmates.

It was finally confirmed that it might be an ancient relic from the end of the fourth era, and a box containing a strange statue and a copper dagger was successfully brought back from the relic.

After translating the ancient text in the box, suspected to be ancient Hermes, they learned that the statue is a very powerful mysterious item, and the box and the copper dagger are used to suppress each other.

But it's a pity that because of the age, these two things have basically lost their original functions.

It was from this time that some of them began to hallucinate, and their skin gradually feathered and petrified irreversibly.

For this reason, they finally decided to let Alvin Stimson, who had not been alienated, take a dagger to suppress the weird statue, and take them out of the utility room of the school auditorium, and transport them to the outskirts for re-burial. "

"So, they failed?"

Old Deke handed a cup of brewed strong coffee to Salier's eyes, with a somewhat dignified tone.

As a spy, he is very aware of the dangers contained in those ancient relics.

Seeing Salier shaking her head, Captain Dick, sitting at the top of the long table, suddenly said:
"Judging from the collective disappearance of more than a dozen participants, to the almost completely broken Evan Stimson suddenly appearing in the North District Police Department, their remedial measures are very likely to fail!"

……

"I'm Alvin Stimson... I had some arguments with the boys next to me... They handed me a rotten dagger to deal with that thing."

"I know, it's just them... no, it should be!"

"This is just an excuse for it! I know it, and it knows me, and now it is alive, with its fans..."

In the classroom constructed by dreams, Aiwen glanced at the intermittent text on the notebook, and a loud call came from his ear.

"Crowd?"

He shook his head amusedly, closed the notebook, took the rotten dagger handed by his neighbor, put it on his fingertips and scrubbed it, looked at the distorted figures whose faces could not be clearly seen, and walked towards the door of the classroom with a stiff posture.

"There's a subconscious defense mechanism that seems to be preventing me from having anything to do with that statue."

"For example, the faces that are difficult to distinguish from the projections; such as the words that repeatedly appear in the notebook; such as after trying, once you walk out of the teaching building, you will get lost in the thick fog."

Under the gaze from the door, the thoughtful Ivan slowly got up and followed their footsteps.

Walking out of the classroom door, scanning the rotten walls on both sides of the corridor, and the figure gradually disappearing in the gray mist in the distance, he once again had a new guess.

"So these polluted projections are eager to let me touch that weird statue, and the defense mechanism in the subconscious is trying to stop it, making this place a nightmare of repeated reincarnation?"

While walking slowly, his eyes stayed on the front side, at the door of the bathroom with the door ajar, a smile suddenly appeared on Ivan's face:
"So...why not try something else?"

He suddenly sped up, and before the stiff figure in the corridor could react, he rushed into the bathroom and locked the door again.

Then, he piled up the sundries behind the door and sat on it in a half-squat.

Glancing at the door leaf whose wooden boards had begun to loosen gradually under the crazy impact from the outside, he quickly closed his eyes, and began to constantly deny that weird statue in his mind.

With his movements, the extremely fast rotating machinery in the secret room became faster and faster, and a series of bright sparks burst out from among the densely packed gears, roaring with an overwhelmed sound.

But then, he opened his eyes on the seat where he was firmly confined.

"The attempt just now failed?"

Looking up at the unchanging darkness, a hint of surprise appeared on Aiwen's face.

Generally speaking, the more you deny something, the more negative your subconscious will develop.

For example, you close your eyes and tell yourself repeatedly not to imagine the sourness of lemons.

So now, you must be full of the smell of lemon, and even swallowed your saliva.

Therefore, in layman's terms, the subconscious mind cannot understand "no", which is why people who fall into nightmares cannot wake up in time no matter how hard they struggle!
But for him, the negation of himself and the negation of his subconscious have been surrounding that weird statue, developing silently invisibly. To a certain extent, he can think about it every day and dream at night It takes a long time to subconscious, the effect of repeated training.

This means that as long as you use the sleeping influence of the weird machine behind you, with the weird statue as the core, you can successfully enter a deeper dream.

"Maybe I should try again."

Just when Aiwen turned to think about whether the method of entering a deeper dream was flawed, there was the sound of the door lock rebounding in the darkness.

Accompanied by the creaking sound of the door leaf, a ray of dim light shone on his face again through the crack of the open door.

"I need your assistance in carrying out containment operations on that statue."

At the door, the man in a brown robe and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses spoke slowly.

The oncoming light made the opponent's figure appear taller, but his face became blurred.

……

"I think it was a wrong decision to take this guy. Mrs. Salier said that he has some brain problems. Maybe he will escape in the chaos when he gets to the place."

Strolling to the carriage of Tingen City Technical College, Barr, who was wearing an inspector uniform, carrying a huge black metal box, and the logo of the Fifth Special Operations Group on his chest, glanced at Ivan whose eyes were covered by cloth strips, Naggingly complaining about Dick's decision.

"The captain may have other considerations..."

On the other side, Upton, who was wearing the same clothes as Barr, but only at the rank of probationary inspector, was obviously younger and sat upright like a primary school student, and suddenly defended Dick weakly.

(End of this chapter)