Every time he fell into a dream in the past, he came here like this.

Once, he heard something scratching at his door.

It was the sound of nails digging into the door, one after another. Taylor was so frightened that he huddled under the bed and did not dare to move, praying in his heart.

Several times, he thought the door had been knocked open, and he was afraid that the monsters would file in and drag him out.

Fortunately, the sound of scratching the door panel finally disappeared.

After living like this every day, he is not crazy yet, he is already mentally strong.

But he didn't want to live this kind of life again.

Now maybe the opportunity has come.

After glancing at Marvin, Taylor thought for a while and said, "I have met some very powerful people recently. They can kill white-blooded monsters. Maybe, I won't have to be so afraid in the future."

Marvin obviously didn't believe it, so he picked up a game controller and handed it over.

"How many games will you play with me?"

Taylor shook his head; "I still have something to do, so I'll come see you another day!"

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Chapter completed!