The Mutated Nightmare (4K)

Springwood, What was originally a quiet and peaceful night was filled with people today.

The late night sky was shrouded in thick darkness, with only the faint light from the flames.

"Burn him, burn him, burn him!"

Countless echoes,

It came from the mouths of a group of people at the entrance of Chunmu Street.

With torches lit all around, they gathered in a circle, surrounding the cross and gallows in the middle, and shouted in unison with righteous indignation.

Resident of Springwood,

At this time, I was disturbed by the movement, and came from all directions.

Although they didn't know why they came to the entrance of the town, it seemed that there was a voice in their hearts that kept telling them to come here.

"Burn him to death, burn him to death!" Outside the crowd, a black girl who had just arrived joined them instantly and started shouting.

Just when she was shouting excitedly, a delicate hand patted her shoulder. "Hi, Jackie, you are here too!"

"What happened here? Why are you shouting 'Burn him!'?"

"Also, who are you trying to burn to death?"

The owner of Slender Hands just arrived here and saw this scene, and happened to meet his best friend, so he asked curiously.

"Lori, you're here too, come on, come and shout with me!"

Jackie looked back and found that the person patting him on the shoulder was Lori. He put away his angry eyes, bared his white teeth and showed an excited smile.

"I don't know!"

"But look, everyone is shouting that the person who is going to be burned to death must be a villain or something."

"I can't say for sure. He is a transgender person who has transvestism and likes voyeurism and nudity. That's why everyone can't stand him!"

"But this guy's popularity is definitely not very good. You can see that no one can speak for him."

"For such a person, even if he is wrongly accused and dies, his death will not be a pity!"

"Okay, Lori, don't worry about this. Let's try shouting a few sentences together. It's very enjoyable and relieves stress." After Jackie finished speaking, he hurriedly turned back, waved his right fist, and shouted loudly:

"Burn him, burn him!"

After shouting, he turned back, glanced at Lori, slightly bent his neck, and smiled.

As time goes by,

More and more people from the town are coming here.

Springwood is not a big place,

Many of them were familiar faces to each other. They were in groups, talking about each other and not understanding what was going on.

"Jackie, stop shouting, maybe we should call the police for the person inside, this is lynching."

"Let's go quickly, I feel something is wrong, something seems to be floating in my mind."

As Lori said this, he reached out to pull Jackie's arm.

As a result, I got nothing.

Jackie, who was obviously right next to him, disappeared in the blink of an eye.

'Boom--!'

From the town's bell tower, a long and deep bell sounded It Comes.

The crowd that was still shouting passionately stopped in an instant Silence.

A gray sack was carried by two people wearing black robes whose faces could not be seen clearly, and was carried to the altar that was five meters high.

The man in the sack kept twisting and resisting, but to no avail.

Still tied to the cross.

"This woman only mocks others but knows nothing about her own shortcomings. Jealousy and ignorance have taken over her soul. Do you think this kind of person should be burned to death?"

A voice came from the crowd, but the specific location was unknown.

"Burn her, burn her!"

The originally peaceful crowd in black robes suddenly started shouting angrily in unison.

The woman who was tied to the cross had her black hood removed by the man in black, revealing Jackie with messy hair.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Jackie was gagged, with tears in his eyes. He kept staring in the direction of Lori, blinking his eyes and whimpering.

"Wait, this is a misunderstanding! This is my friend Jackie, she is not that kind of person, please put her down quickly!"

Lori looked up and saw the cross on the altar,

It turned out to be Jackie who had disappeared. He hurriedly explained loudly, trying to get rid of the crowd.

But this group of men in black robes crowded the position so tightly that Lori couldn't even open a single gap to pass through.

In desperation,

With a strong effort, she actually pulled off the robe of the black-robed man in front of her.

As the black robe falls,

The man in black robes in front of him, who was still angry, waving his right fist and shouting loudly, stopped his movements instantly.

It's like a robot that suddenly crashed.

"Ah~!"

Lori was so frightened that he took two steps back nervously, his legs becoming a little weak.

She hurriedly covered her mouth, not daring to make any more noise.

Just because of this,

The man in black robe in front of him had an abnormally pale face, which was not the color of a living person at all.

In other words, one can never survive with such a complexion!

Moreover, his eyes and mouth were sewn together messily with rough linen thread and stitches.

"This man's mouth was sewn shut, so how did he scream just now?"

Lori couldn't help but think of this,

She became more and more frightened, couldn't help but want to move back.

The man in black robe seemed to be an old computer that had been restarted. His head turned stiffly and was pointed in the direction of Lori.

This time, Lori clearly observed the terrifying face of the other party,

But she couldn't suppress her tears, and she couldn't help but murmured:

"Morris brother?"

She recognized It Comes!

The scary-looking man in front of her turned out to be her uncle's child. He was nine years older than her. He used to buy her snacks and they had a good relationship.

Until later, bad news suddenly came from my uncle's house, saying that the child Morris had passed away due to an accident.

And now,

But the other party appeared here and endured inhuman torture.

It seems to be the three words 'Morris',

It also woke up the man in black robe.

His face, which was originally dull and mask-like, suddenly became animated.

I saw his eyelids began to twitch, and then slowly opened a crack,

The sewing stitches pulled the eyelids tight, but the other party ignored it and continued to forcefully open his eyes.

'Boom boom boom~!"

The sounds of threads being snapped and eyelids being torn off were heard one after another.

The man in black robe completely opened his eyes,

His pupils were filled with crazy bloodshot eyes,

The eyelids were like rags that had been torn apart by violence, hanging limply over the pupils, making it uncomfortable to look at.

Crazy eyes, staring at Lori,

A glimmer of reason seemed to gradually emerge.

His mouth was slightly open, and the sewing stitches had caused more than a dozen wounds on his lips. He finally managed to squeeze out a few words from the gaps in his mouth:

"Lori. Wake up! This is a nightmare."

After saying that, the last trace of reason in Morris's eyes disappeared, and he turned mad again, turning his head and waving his right hand again.

"What does nightmare mean?" Lori was a little confused. She felt that a memory hidden deep in her mind was emerging intermittently.

'Boom~!'

Another bell rang, and the torch in the black-robed man's hand was thrown on the pile of firewood at the bottom of the cross, instantly igniting an unreasonable raging fire.

In just a few seconds, the fire submerged the five-meter-high cross, forming a torch that reached into the sky.

"Morris Jackie!"

Lori murmured their names and wanted to save people, but after seeing the terrifying appearance Morris turned into, she even suspected that all the men in black robes around her were like this.

Reason made her stop moving forward.

Only the wailing sound of Jackie could be heard constantly coming from the fire.

"Damn, this is a waste of human life."

"Fake, what the hell, they really burned a man alive."

"I'm going to call the police right now."

People in the town came to watch,

Everyone couldn't believe it when they heard the horrific screams of pain. They thought it was just a performance.

But the flames on the cross and the burning heat conveyed clearly told them,

This is not a drill!

In the crowd, an old man over 90 years old seemed to remember something when he saw this scene. He suddenly tightened his grip on the crutches, and a look of panic appeared on his face.

Then he turned around and looked at his grandson, who had just celebrated his 25th birthday, and said with a serious expression:

"Hardy, try the 'lucid dream control method' I taught you!"

"That's the one I've had you practice with for 20 years."

Hardy heard this and looked at his grandfather with some embarrassment, "Here? But there are so many people here."

"Here it is, now!"

The old man's tone was unquestionable.

Harry understands that his grandfather has taken special care of him since he was a child. Now that he is ninety years old, he can no longer stay with him for a few days.

"Forget it, it's okay to be embarrassed. Just treat it as a filial piety and make the old man happy. It's nothing!" Hardy heard this and thought to himself.

So I bite the bullet and

He did a set of embarrassing movements similar to radio gymnastics on the spot, then muttered something in his mouth and stretched out his hand.

He had been practicing this skillful movement at least once a day for 20 years, but this time he was shocked.

Just because a banana appeared out of thin air in his hand.

"Grandpa, how is this possible?"

"Stop talking and get out item No. 3." The old man urged anxiously.

"Oh!"

Hardy repeated the action again. This time, a medicine bottle appeared in his hand.

The name on the medicine bottle is 'Hypnocil'.

Hardy is very familiar with this medicine,

This is a drug that is still in the experimental stage and has not even passed the standards of the Food and Drug Administration.

But the strange thing is,

All young people in the town must take this drug. As for the reason, their parents have never told them.

Grandpa's daily training for him is to let him meditate, develop a set of actions that can wake him up in dreams, and learn to manipulate dreams to form some objects.

This medicine was called No. 3 by my grandfather.

The old man on the side was still in a daze after seeing Harry succeed. He anxiously grabbed the medicine bottle, quickly opened it, and poured a handful into the palm of his hand.

"Eat!"

He put his hand on his grandson's mouth and force-fed him. Then he picked up the medicine bottle, carefully stuffed it into his pocket, and said:

"After you wake up, first feed me and your parents Hypnocil, go to seek help, and say that adults have also been pulled into the nightmare. I am here to find your parents."

"Remember, I'm just too sleepy to sleep."

After he finished speaking, he saw his grandson Harry disappearing from the same place, and then he showed a happy smile.

Although I don't know if the medicine Harry made here will be useful to him,

But at least for Harry himself, it seems to be effective.

After twenty years of preparation, I was lucky enough to escape with my life.

With the departure of Harry,

It seems to have violated the rules here.

The flames of the burning cross suddenly surged again and even spread out, covering hundreds of black-robed men present in the flames.

Out of nowhere, red lights suddenly lit up, illuminating the streets of the town in an extremely strange red color.

White water vapor filled the air from sewers, ground cracks and other places.

"Jiejie quack quack!"

A terrifying and sinister smile came from every corner of Springwood, ringing in everyone's ears.

This laughter made many people feel familiar.

The black robes of the people in black robes were melted away by the nearly 20-meter-high fire, revealing disgusting bodies underneath the black robes that looked like stitched corpses.

All of them look like evil creatures.

"Walterfak, what the hell is this!"

"Oh, man, I think you're right. Although it's a bit rude, I still want to say, look at that one over there. Doesn't it look like your dead sister?"

"God, is this hell?"

"It's Freddy Krueger, that dream murderer. We are in a nightmare, but how is this possible? Can't he only enter children's dreams?" A young man suddenly shouted, "And you, you have so many adults!"

But the townspeople who were completely frightened,

They were all crowding together, constantly retreating and dodging, pushing each other, running away quickly, and they kept talking, subconscious words that even they themselves couldn't understand.

But these three words Freddy Krueger still aroused the sensitive nerves of some people.

With the name 'Freddy Krueger', it emerged among the crowd.

Everyone immediately started making noises, and their expressions all changed.

And the burning flame of the cross became more intense in an instant.

The people in black robes were refined into wisps of smoke, and the smoke was constantly intertwined in the flames.

Gradually, an illusory red and green sweater, ten meters long, was sketched out.

"Quack, hehehehe!"

In the midst of the flickering flames, above the sweater, a huge, severely burned face seemed to emerge.

The human face was somewhat transparent, and it continued to twist and change with the flames, and it once again let out a terrifying laugh.

"Elm Street's murderer is really him!"

"What do you mean, are we dreaming now?"

"But this does not comply with the rules. What are its restrictions? I am seventy years old this year, and I am not a child!"

The people who were running found that the flames suddenly slowly dissipated, as if the firewood had burned out, and Freddy Krueger's laughter also stopped completely.

The crowd slowly became quiet, and everyone was like headless flies, constantly alert to their surroundings.

Some people are pinching themselves or biting themselves, trying to wake up.

But even if he pinched off a piece of flesh and drew a mouthful of blood, it was of no avail.