I remember that I was always dreaming. In my dreams, the misty forest was endlessly deep. I always felt like someone was chasing me behind me, and a voice told me to "run". I ran forward nervously and desperately. I had no direction and didn't dare to stop. I was afraid that if I stopped, the monster in the dark would drag me in. I don't know when, a black house appeared, and without any thought, I ran in. There are so many rooms, so many halls, so many corridors. It seems that I have entered a maze. I feel like I have been going in circles. No matter how hard I try, I can't get out.
Too many dreams and reality overlapped and intertwined. I struggled between dreams and reality, struggling desperately, until I could no longer distinguish between dreams and reality.
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