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Chris greeted the waitress who came to greet her, then turned to look at Mrs. Su.

"You go about your business," Su said to Chris, then turned to Nancy, who looked on with curiosity and surprise, and asked, "What good food do you have here?"

Chapter 292 Playing with Dreams, Freddy is the Real God!

"No, no..." Nancy shook her head subconsciously when asked by Su.

No?

You, a restaurant server, surprisingly tell a customer that there's nothing good to eat here?

Girl, are you related to the boss?

Su's surprised look finally made Nancy realize what was going on, and she hurriedly shook her head and explained, "What I mean is that this is just ordinary fast food, and the food here may not be very good for you."

"It's alright, just bring whatever you like." Su turned and walked to the table not far from Chris and Dean and sat down.

Clearly, Nancy recognized Sue's identity.

Not only Nancy, but also Jesse and Quentin's table recognized Sue's identity and saw that he had come in with Chris.

It's already unbelievable that a wealthy man like the Su family would appear in a small place like Elm Street, or even in a small fast-food restaurant like this. It's even more unbelievable that he came in with Chris.

"Hey—" Quentin looked at Jesse: "What's going on? How does Chris know someone as rich as the Sue family?"

“How should I know?” Jesse retorted indignantly.

"It seems like Chris came to see Dean. What's going on? Chris came to see Dean with Sue? Do you think it's possible that they're together and Chris is confronting Dean about it?"

Another person started gossiping out of curiosity.

Jesse had a sour look on his face; he was very annoyed by both Sue and Dean.

He pulled on his hood, stood up, and said impatiently, "I'm leaving."

After saying that, he took all the money out of his pocket, put it on the table, and left.

Another person followed them out.

Quentin glanced at Nancy as she approached, hesitated for a long time, and finally got up and left.

Nancy worked quickly, and soon the table was cleared and Sue was served her meal.

Su didn't play any tipping games; she just paid the bill normally and gave a little extra tip.

“Hi.” Chris sat down opposite Dean, looking at him with a surprised expression. “You look like…”

“I haven’t slept for three days,” Dean replied, his left hand gripping a wad of napkins tightly.

There was a knife scar on his palm.

“Dean, what happened?” Chris noticed his hand.

"Something is wrong with you. Perhaps you should tell someone else."

“I do,” Dean sighed. “He thinks the problem started before, during my childhood…it started around that time…”

Dean's words were somewhat disjointed, and Chris shook her head after listening: "Start what?"

"Nightmare."

"Nightmare?"

Chris looked at Dean: "So you can't fall asleep?"

"I can fall asleep, but I don't want to."

Chris roughly understood what was going on; Dean was probably having a nightmare that was preventing him from falling asleep.

"Listen to me, it was just a dream, it's not real."

"These dreams... are real."

"It was just a dream."

"It's not a dream!" Dean retorted excitedly, but accidentally knocked over his coffee cup.

Coffee spilled on Chris, and Dean quickly apologized, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll go tidy up," Chris said quickly, then got up to go to the bathroom.

As she passed by Madam Su, she gave her a somewhat helpless smile.

After Chris left, Dean lowered his head and twirled the knife on the table, seemingly lost in thought.

Having not slept for three days, his body and mind were nearing their limits. If he fell asleep, even just for a short nap, he could be killed by Freddy.

In the movie, when Chris returns, Dean will stab himself in the neck with a knife and then cut his throat, dying in front of Chris.

With him dead, Chris will be next.

After thinking for a moment, Sue got up and prepared to go and get some of Dean's hair to see if she could enter his dream and meet Freddy.

Before he could even get up, a pungent smell of blood filled the air.

The knife had already pierced Dean's throat.

Dean, trembling and bleeding profusely, slowly slumped onto the table.

"This...this is a bit too early, isn't it?" Su was a little confused. In the movie, didn't he wait for Chris to come back before dying? How come he died so early now?

Is this... a sign of being tired of living?

Originally, Sue had planned to use a hair and African sleeping grass to enter Freddy's dream and meet him. If he was lucky, he might survive.

Now... no need for that, let's start with Chris.

"Tap tap tap—" The not-so-crisp sound of shoes rang out. Chris came out of the bathroom, wanting to continue chatting with Dean, but Su grabbed her wrist.

"What's wrong?" Chris asked Su Shi in confusion.

"Call the police."

"what?"

"Can't you smell blood? He's dead."

"impossible!"

Chris was taken aback, then quickly ran to Dean's side. Seeing Dean slumped on the table, Chris called out to him a few times, then stepped back a few times. After receiving no response, she finally helped him up, albeit shakily.

"Ah..." A terrified scream rang out instantly. Chris covered her mouth and looked at Dean's miserable state. She subconsciously fell backward, feeling weak all over.

"Oh!"

Su caught Chris from behind, turned her around and pulled her into her arms, then said to Nancy, who was equally terrified, "Call the police."

Although Nancy was also frightened, and although she knew Dean, they weren't friends, and she didn't have the same psychological shock of chatting one minute and then suddenly committing suicide the next, she quickly took out her phone and tremblingly called the police.

The police arrived shortly afterward.

They took Dean's body away, inquired about the circumstances of the incident, and retrieved the restaurant's surveillance footage, confirming that Dean had suddenly committed suicide.

There were no suspicious points in the case, and the conclusion was clear, so after everyone gave their statements, the case was temporarily closed, and there was nothing more to it.

Nancy comforted Chris, whose eyes were already red from crying.

Dean and Chris were indeed good friends, but that was all. Even among friends, not everyone could bear the thought of someone suddenly committing suicide in front of them.

"What did you say to him before? He doesn't seem to be in a good state. Did he run into some trouble?" Su sat down on the other side of Chris, knowingly bringing up the topic.

“He kept talking about nightmares and stuff, saying he was afraid to fall asleep, afraid he'd have nightmares again. And then…” Chris said, her eyes red-rimmed, “There was no one around threatening him, so how could he…”

"Just because no one is threatening us doesn't mean there's no threat," Su said meaningfully.

It has to be said that Freddy Krueger is indeed quite capable.

Without a doubt, Freddy is a ghost!

However, there was nothing unusual about Dean's death. From the perspective of outsiders, or rather, from the perspective of witch hunters and exorcists, although his death was strange, it did not have the abnormal phenomena that occur when a ghost kills someone, such as the air getting colder or other unusual occurrences.

Freddy is far more skilled at killing in his sleep than that guy who used African sleeping grass.

When it comes to playing Dreamscapes, Freddy Krueger is the master!

Chapter 293 Chris's Curiosity and Nancy's Surprise

The rain grew heavier and heavier, and from a distance, it looked like a curtain obscuring the view, a hazy gray expanse.

The trees and houses outside the window seemed to be completely obscured by the heavy rain and could no longer be seen.

At Chris's house, Nidi had already gone back to her room to rest. Chris, after being brought back by Su, took a shower and changed her clothes. Her emotions had stabilized a little, and she was now sitting in the living room, wide awake.

Su stayed by her side, chatting casually.

"I still can't understand why Dean would commit suicide, especially in such an extreme way." Chris still couldn't get over it.

"What did you mean when you said that just because no one is threatening you doesn't mean there's no threat at all?"

"Do you believe in ghosts?" Su asked slowly.

Now that Dean is dead, it's Chris's turn. There's no harm in telling her the truth now.

“Ghost…” Chris suddenly felt a chill down her spine and instinctively moved closer to Su Shi, grabbing Su Shi’s arm in both arms.

"You, you mean Dean was killed by a ghost?"

Chris's voice trembled as she glanced at the dimly lit living room.

Suddenly, a clap of thunder sounded outside.

The sudden clap of thunder made Chris scream and throw herself into Su's arms.

"How about we make a bet?" Su put her arm around Chris, trying to distract her.

"Bet, bet on what?"

“You’ll notice something unusual at Dean’s funeral, and if you talk to Nancy, she’ll tell you she’s been having nightmares lately too.”

“What if, what if not?” Chris asked, looking up.