Chapter 65 - Danger Level A (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“No!”

She stood up familiarly and called out in a familiar voice.

Through the scarecrow, Flanders looked at Emil, who was sitting up from the bed.

“Hehe, how interesting. These people even have the same reaction.”

Emil overlooked Flanders’ mockery.

She sat on the bed and panted heavily.

After a while, she finally came to her senses.

She looked at the scarecrow doll not far away at once.

She saw that the doll had somehow changed back to the way she had seen it in the beginning.

It did not even turn its head. It looked very ordinary.

This scene made Emil doubt her memory. Could it be that she had fallen asleep from that moment on?

What would scarecrow head be able to turn around? Her gaze met these things, but nothing actually happened. She was only dreaming.

But this dream was too real?

“All of this is just a dream?”

Emil could not believe it.

But the familiar scene in front of her, the soft bed beneath her, the smell of the paint that accompanied her every day in the air, all of this told her that what had happened before was just a dream.

And now, she was in reality.

However, such a real dream, did it really exist?

Moreover, to say that it was real, this nightmare was too realistic!

Everything in the dream, that fear, oppression, and despair, when she recalled it now, she was a little afraid, and her body could not help but begin to tremble.

It was all a dream. It was all a dream.

After consoling herself like this, Emil finally felt better.

Yes, now that she thought about the contents of the dream, it was too ridiculous.

How could the scarecrow move? Moreover, she was in the dormitory, so how could she suddenly appear at the beach?

“This should be that kind of lucid dream. That’s right. It’s a lucid dream. I’ve heard of it before.

“But this is the first time I’m actually doing it.”

Emil had completely accepted reality. After taking a deep breath, she turned on her phone and took a look.

It was three in the morning. So there was still quite a bit of time before daybreak.

Emil moved her fingers and then pulled out her schedule.

“There’s no class tomorrow.”

She tossed her phone aside and sat on the bed in a daze.

She could not sleep again. At this moment, she was so awake that she could not be any more awake.

She looked at the drawing board not far away. The moonlight outside the window shone on her previous painting.

Perhaps it was because of the angle, but the moonlight did not shine on everything that she saw in this place.

It only illuminated a small part of it. The rest was only a vague outline.

However, the main character of the painting was unexpectedly eye-catching.

In an instant, under the contrast of the light, the painting appeared even more bizarre and terrifying.

Perhaps it was Emil’s misconception, but she could faintly feel the scarlet light in the scarecrow’s eyes.

It looked exceptionally terrifying.

However, the current Emil was not frightened by everything before her eyes.

Instead of being frightened, she found a way to kill time and vent her feelings.

She got up and sat down in front of the drawing board in her pajamas.

It was time to create!

“It seems to be very effective!”

Through the scarecrow, Flanders looked away from Emil, who was in the middle of creating.

After Warfarin, another creator was inspired by Flanders using fear.

What did this mean? It meant that mass-producing fear was possible.

And because of the escalation of Fear, Flanders could even pull more than one person into the illusion.

Preferably a production team.