Super Detective in the Fictional World

Freddy's eyeballs spinning, his claws sticking to Quentin's arm: “Wake up, your girlfriend's dying. ”

Quentin was just vaguely, um, still in a coma.

Freddy awkwardly retracted his paws, but only a small cut appeared on Quentin's arm.

Luke grinned and asked, "Don't bother. Now even if you turn into a pit to feed him, he won't react. ”

Freddy winks: “Really? What about you?”

Luke frowned: “So, I said, I'm going to kill you. ”

One of his legs slammed over.

Freddy flipped over, jumped backwards, and laughed in his mouth: "Ha-ha-ha, so you ate a mouthful of Shang, right? Then a little more. A little more! ”

The whole room instantly switched scenes again and returned to the boiler room.

Nancy was still strapped to her limbs, but had become half-empty by four chains.

Underneath her was a fire furnace, and a huge furnace vented a string of flames that just rubbed past the dress that broke into two pieces and burned it.

Nancy screamed painfully, and the flame of the dress seemed to burn her soul, causing her immense pain.

Luke looked beneath his feet, once again turning into a muddy pool of blood, and the black, red, black, and red liquid was swallowing his body fast.

He couldn't help but mumble: "This taste is enough for one experience. ”

He stepped on his legs.

Boom!

A dull outburst of black-red blood burst into a big hole, while Luke's body flew up and jumped over Nancy.

When he waved between his hands, the chains that tied Nancy's limbs broke apart, and when he picked out one more step, she fell to the ground beside him.

Nancy's hands and feet were free, she rolled desperately on the ground, her hands and feet pounding the flame on her dress, her mouth still screaming.

Luke flipped over and fell beside her, holding her down helplessly, clapping his hands and passing, the flame on her instantly disappeared.

Nancy looked at the wrecked dress and didn't understand what was going on.

Luke's gaze was not far away, and Freddie said, “Nancy, may I remind you, are you actually in T-shirts and jeans? ”

Nancy said, “Ah, what? ”

Luke: "So your dress, and the fire on it, and even your naked state, are all imaginary, you understand! ”

Nancy shook her head stubbornly, her head chaotic, and she couldn't think of any of this.

Luke said nothing more.

He knew it wasn't Nancy's fault.

It's not that she's stupid, it's that Freddy's nightmare is affecting her consciousness, making her fleecy to ignore the unreasonable part of the dream.

A lot of people dream about flying, falling off cliffs, being chased, etc.

At that moment, people rarely analyze their rationality.

Dreaming is the most relaxing moment.

Dreams, too, are the things most easily distorted by spiritual forces.

Freddy kills people through dreams because his powers aren't that powerful in real life.

Only through dreams can Nancy distort these young people's perceptions and hypnotize them step by step.

By the time their cognitive problems, such as Nancy's, just panic and cry and scream, Freddy could easily kill them.

In fact, it wasn't just Freddy's power that killed them, it was their own.

Sometimes people think they're dead, then they're dead.

Freddy's nightmare capability is to further expand and even transform the phenomenon into his own.

At this moment, Freddy looks at him with suspicion: "What are you…? ”

Luke flipped his eyes: “I'm human. ”

Freddy hummed: "You just used your abilities, but you don't look human at all. ”

Luke dissatisfied: "Geez, how dare you curse people! I'm gonna kill you.” The shadow swayed between his feet, and he jumped at Freddy.

Freddy didn't hesitate to grab it.

He doesn't believe that Luke's arm compares to his claws, and it's his home.

As soon as Luke lifted his hand and pushed it first against his arm, Freddy became a claw-watching gesture.

He slipped his foot into Freddy's crotch and hit Freddy hard on the floor with his arms.

Freddy screamed twice, suddenly disappearing from his hand: “Wow, you're a Bruce Lee, but you're useless. Ha-ha-ha, this is my world. ”

Luke retracted his empty hands and laughed: “You've got a little chirp, what else to be proud of. Besides, you really suck in this world. You really ought to study more. ”

Freddy: "Ha ha, are you in a bad mood? Little Skywalker. Don't worry, Uncle Freddy will always be with you. ”

Bia-hoo!

Luke put down his right foot with no expression: “You've been playing this game for decades, can you do something new? In this day and age, if we don't innovate, we're outnumbered, Master Freddy! ”

Freddy climbed up from a pipe and rubbed his nose: “Because I like it. And classics never change for time. ”

Luke shrugged: "So you got no new moves? I'll tell you the good news. I've got two more company. You won't have much time. ”

Freddy grinned and stood high on the pipe, but didn't come down.

He found Luke difficult to deal with.

First of all, Luke had no fear of him.

Secondly, Luke's performance made Nancy's mind more and more normal, while Quentin was still in a coma.

This keeps Freddy's dreams weakening.

His nightmare is also something that needs strength to sustain, not nothing.

And the ability to kill in dreams also requires certain forces to accomplish it, and it cannot be born out of nothing.

If he could slaughter anybody in his dreams, he would have killed everyone in Springwood.

Finally, Luke's mental strength is strong and completely unaffected by his nightmare dreams.

The situation has stalled for the time being.

Like the reason why the two men had talked to each other a lot and only a few times in the end, neither of them had a pure purpose.

Lots of Luke cards, and now it's just an opportunity to look at Freddy's nightmare reality, which is too hard to meet.

Freddy wanted to make time to absorb Nancy's fears and pain and make himself stronger.

Two ghost-bearing guys, each with a plan, just went up there and shot up their mouths.

Only Nancy and Quentin are more unjust.

Quintin's coma finally didn't hurt much, but Nancy stood there wretched with her chest in her arms at the moment, uncomfortable.