Rat, the son of the beast's trial

Below is a dream of mine.A treacherous dream, a panic that sneaks into the dream with the night.

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"Now you can enter the examination room."

An indistinct voice sounded, but somehow I knew it was urging us to enter the examination room.

I magnified my senses, and my soul was out of my mind. I seemed to see a roommate of mine, that cute little girl. She still had a calm face and her eyes were not focused, but I knew she would also enter examination room.

I squeezed into the examination room along the flow of people, and the teacher's blurred face was dangling on the podium. It was a strange teacher, I thought to myself.Because I have no sense of familiarity with him.

"Do you think this can be brought in?" Suddenly, a girl who seemed somewhat familiar walked up to me nervously, a little shy. I couldn't see her appearance clearly, but I felt very familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was.

I looked at the big scissors with yellow handles in her hand, and whispered secretly: "You can try it, just in case it works."

I know why I am not surprised, because I know in my heart that this is an unusual exam, not a test of academic knowledge, but a threat to life and death.

"You! Take out the scissors, or you will be judged to have failed the exam!"

The invigilator with the mosaic face said sharply to the girl.

The girl tremblingly handed over the scissors, which were confiscated by the invigilator. (Don't question why I didn't take out the classroom, I don't understand, because my dream is like this (╮(￣▽￣)╭)

I thought to myself, I really can't take it in. (From here, I seem to be a bit naughty (T^T))

Suddenly, a voice came out from the bottom of my heart: Violators, die!

I froze for a moment, but I knew I didn't come in with the scissors, so I sat in the second row seat with peace of mind.

Bored, watching the students outside come in one by one, I also saw the little man.

I casually put my hands into the pockets of the black padded jacket, I don't know why I'm wearing a black padded jacket...

When I touched my pocket, I froze for a moment, because I touched something that shouldn't be there-it seemed to be a pair of small scissors.

I touched the shape of the things in the pocket again, and it seemed that they were scissors. I looked down and saw through the things in the pocket. It was a pair of small scissors with red handles, and the blades of the scissors were extremely sharp.

I looked up at the invigilator, who was still busy arranging the paper in his hand. I wasn't sure if it was a paper, but there was something in his hand.

I remembered the warning of the rule, stood up immediately, looked at the clock above the blackboard, the exam was about to start in 5 minutes, I walked nervously along the desk and wanted to leave the classroom, but because of weak legs and feet, I almost I stumbled and stumbled again and again, and finally I was about to reach the door. When I turned my face, I found that the whole class was staring at me, including the invigilator. Their eyes were just so straight, without any emotion.

My heart skipped a beat, I hesitated for two or three seconds, and rushed out of the classroom.

When I got out of the classroom, I turned right. It was a women's toilet. I saw the aunt who cleaned the toilet standing at the door of the toilet. She stared at me when she saw me running over in a hurry!

I dodged past my aunt and rushed straight into the toilet. The toilet was quiet, as if everything was gray. I looked around and chose the second cubicle from the left.

When I opened the compartment, it was very dirty and messy. There was a mop, an upside-down blue plastic bucket, and a cutting board like a tree stump on the ground. Without hesitation, I lifted up the cutting board, took out the small red scissors in my pocket, and stuffed in.

I looked outside the toilet and found that I hadn't closed the cubicle door, but I couldn't care less. I pushed open the half-closed cubicle door and rushed back to the classroom. As soon as I sat down, I heard the countdown 54321——

Immediately after the scene flashed, we left the examination room. I talked with the little girl while walking, and it seemed very pleasant.

Suddenly a girl I didn't know rushed over and grabbed my arm, "Are you so-and-so?"

I froze for a moment, but quickly answered her "Yes."

"This is yours, leave it to you."

I looked down, and it turned out to be the red scissors again, which seemed to be even redder...

I panicked, and a chill rose from my tailbone.

I turned to look for the little girl, looking for some comfort, but found that she looked at me with suspicious eyes, and then all the people around me slowly moved away...

I looked at the people far away in a panic, and the voice in my heart became more and more obvious...

later--

I changed my dream.

(Recently I was watching Huahoro, because many rules in Huahoro cannot be violated, are free from human interference, and cannot be confronted, so the little red scissors in my dream are one of the death conditions, including The yellow scissors handed over by that girl at the beginning.)

The author has something to say:

In fact, I am not afraid at all when dreaming, but it is a bit scary when I write it out.

Here is a bit of tribute to Huabi, which is really a good work.

As for Su Ye and Fu Qian. . .I have tried my best...