Mrs. Sutton looked at her as if she were looking at a fool, and returned, "You're sleepy child, it's November 21st, Obsidian Day." Esme Crane thought to herself, "Could there be something buried in the ground?" She didn't have a shovel with her, so she didn't care about getting her hands dirty and helped Cox dig with her hands. The soil underneath was loose and seemed to have been recently turned over, and what was buried underneath wasn't too deep, so Esme Crane didn't have to dig long before she came across something. A rotten smell hit her and she felt bad. After brushing away the last layer of dirt with her hands, Esme Crane frowned at the sight before her. Buried in the dirt was the half-decomposed body of a cat, a three-flowered cat judging by the remnants of its fur, with a nameplate on its necklace still inscribed with the cat's name, Charlie, and a familiar address on the back, that of Mrs. Sutton. "Hey! Did the family next door to you move out? I knocked on the door this m
Dennis's home was to the northwest of the barn, and while there were no buildings around the barn, there was an old apartment complex about five hundred meters to the northwest where the railroad workers lived, and Esme Crane had learned from talking to Dennis that his father was a railroad worker and that his family lived in the old apartment complex. The top floor of the magazine barn was the high point of this open area, and standing on the top floor of the barn, one could see clearly above the road around the barn. At this moment all was silent around, not a sound could be heard, only the wind was whistling. It was already dark, and the fog was so thick that visibility was poor. But Esme Crane's night vision was excellent, and she could still see the road around her in such unfavorable conditions. Not missing a single detail, she carefully sifted through the surroundings, unfortunately failing to find anything out of the ordinary. Esme Crane's neighborhood, the East Side of Emers
Esme Crane thought to herself, "I can't miss this opportunity, so I'll bet the night is dark and foggy and the guards can't see me. So she cat-bowed and bowed, and with a quick lunge forward with her legs, she landed on the back side of the wagon in a forward roll. Just as she had steadied herself and was about to get under the carriage to see if she could pick her way under and get in with it, she heard the alarming sound of the guard not far away: the Just before he arrived, the woman suddenly lifted up the hem of her skirt and slammed it over Esme Crane, hiding her beneath it, and Esme Crane was caught off guard and was too afraid to move. She looked irresistibly under the skirt of the woman, and although Esme Crane couldn't see anything because she was wearing panties under her skirt, her face burned with shame as she had never experienced anything like it before! She closed her eyes very consciously and silently chanted "Don't look at me like that". About thirty metres down the
"Huh? Oh, good." Esme Crane's cheeks flushed slightly, feeling nothing but shame that she didn't know anything. She held the book in both hands and stood behind Anna, able to watch her movements from the top of her head because she was a good half a head higher. And then, across the room, Paulina's group of three looked at full alert and took several more steps back, their eyes fixed on the bulging belly. Anna left Esme Crane alone as she looked to her assistant, Dr. Lenny Mason, on the other side of the room and said. "Because it seems to me that you have other ideas about her, and I don't understand what you mean, but I respect your choice, Professor. It's just that whoever brings her in will be responsible for her safety. After all, although she has something special about her, she's still a fledgling in the end and doesn't know anything." Paulina Donze said. "That's right." "Wake up! Wake up Esme Crane!!!" Paulina took a few steps back protecting Bella, and hearing Anna have t
"I'll definitely go to your class sometime later. But for now... We have to survive the one in front of us first." Esme Crane slowly stood up and stepped forward, holding Anna back. For at the moment her keen senses had picked up on the dangerous aura emanating from the patients in the two beds within this room. "You... Not a hunter?" Esme Crane asked. Anna paused, curving her lips slightly as she looked at Esme Crane with brilliant eyes, "The undead are the dependents of the gods, and because of their favor, they are resurrected." So... The night the cemetery was revived, she suddenly disappeared from the cemetery gate, and was displaced with the Book of Words, right.Esme Crane dawns on her. Anna said, "It's true, Paulina Tang Ze is such a human being, she must have seen that you are different right away, that's why she sent that Shadow ability under her hand to hide around you all the time, to monitor your every move. I'm afraid she intends to recruit you into the team." "Okay,
"A hunter's weapon is bound to be more refined; this is just an ordinary throwing stick for me." Esme Crane was somewhat unimpressed. No matter what, at the moment when her spiritual power was depleted, she could only rely on the genius in front of her. The faster she learned and the stronger she became, the better her chances of surviving herself. So Anna dropped the match, reared her smile, and said to Esme Crane. Just as Esme Crane fell into contemplation, Anna squeezed the extinguished match, half speechless. She couldn't help but begin to doubt herself; since she was a child she had grown up amidst the gushing praise of others; everyone had called her a genius, and she had indeed excelled in every field. Yet today she realized what a true genius was, and that she really had trouble looking up to it. The teacher who had led her to study the occult had told her that there were many types of God-family members, and that there was a huge gap between individuals. The more the God-fam
"Did you see the monster that can chase you across space?" After a few moments of waiting, and no answer, Esme Crane thought better of it and simply called out, "Bella? Can you hear me?" "Bella, can you hear me?" "It's about exhaustion and mental exhaustion, nothing serious." "Here?" Anna observed and seemed to find the nub at once, gently touching Dr. Mason's left calf bone, the pain turned Dr. Mason's face purple and Anna sighed, "The fibula is probably broken, further tests will have to be done." Anna explained, "A sighted person is someone who can see monsters, feel the presence of psychic energy, and observe the process of energy movement when a God-family member moves their divine power. In more layman's terms, they can see apparitions and paranormal phenomena, something that most people cannot see. Sighted people have more than average psychic and mental powers, but they are unable to extend this ability outside of their bodies and to act on physical objects, and can only u
But the next day, the body disappeared, and we immediately reported it to the police, but the police investigated for a few days with no news. It was on the first Obsidian of the month, November 6, that Mason and she returned to our dormitory from the lab that day, only to be attacked by an unidentified monster that looked like a werewolf covered in mutant hair but still had remnants of corpse wax, which had run out from the direction of Professor Blake Wood's exclusive lab at the medical school, and quickly fled after unsuccessfully attacking us. She then became suspicious and set out to investigate. To the north of the atrium were rows of buildings, apartment-style brick houses, which Esme Crane guessed would be the staff quarters of the mental hospital. The staff quarters were separated from the main hospital building by a barbed wire fence, and under the fence, near the inner side of the atrium, a three-post goal was installed that appeared to be much smaller than the average foot