The bedroom window is originally facing the park of the apartment, normally the lights of the park are shining straight in, so the window curtains are always covered.
But today the room was abnormally dark, even if I took off the towel to cover my eyes, Peter Kent could not see her finger if she reached out her hand.
However, his eyes were closed, what he saw was also darkness, and could only use his ears and nose to perceive his surroundings.
He didn't know if it was over or not, but the feeling of danger was gone and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Whoa!!
A cold wind blew in his face carrying the stench of rotting flesh and blood that made him shiver. For a moment, all the fluff stood up, goosebumps rose, his nerves that hadn't had time to rest were once again taut like the strings of a guitar.
The feeling of death covered his entire body.
Peter Kent shivered violently, sweat drenched her shirt and even splashed on the floor.
Whoa!!
Another cold, stinking wind blew in his face. The winds took a steady rhythm to blow like...breathing.
Could it be…
At this moment, Peter Kent thought of a terrible thing that made his mind completely chaotic.
He thought... Ann Reed was definitely standing in front of him right now, face-to-face breathing cold air into him.
The two hands holding the knife behind his back unconsciously clenched his fists until they turned white, the sweat of his hands soaked the cloth wrapped around the knife handle.
His ears faintly heard someone's voice but could not determine from which direction.
Peter Kent was afraid, in his heart he did not dare to think much. Although in front of me was probably someone, echoing in this room was a voice.
The voice became clearer and clearer, the temperature was so low that Peter Kent's every breath was white smoke.
Two opposite breaths made the atmosphere even more stagnant.
Peter Kent…
Peter Kent..
Peter Kent…
“C-call me??”
Peter Kent suffered, he was so scared that his eyes welled with tears, he heard the call that was not simply calling him.
That voice was filled with hatred and danger as the icy wind enveloped him.
Peter Kent's teeth rattled as if they were about to burst.
Rumble!!
“Peter Kent!”
Suddenly, someone called out to him from outside the door.
Startled Peter Kent, he realized it was Steve's voice. That's right, Steve said he was going to his house just now
He wanted to scream, but luckily remembered the system's instructions.
[After chanting, you must be absolutely silent. You must not talk or open your blindfold.]
“Peter Kent!!”
Steve's voice grew louder.
"Bizarre?" Steve said to himself. In the quiet of the evening, Steve's voice reached Peter Kent's ears very clearly.
He gritted his teeth in pain so as not to make a sound.
Immediately after that he heard the sound of shoes hitting the floor farther and farther away, until he could no longer hear it, and in Peter Kent's heart a nameless despair appeared.
At this moment, there was a strange sound in the room.
The “scratch…scratch…” sound was like something was being dragged across the floor.
He felt around his feet what looked like hundreds of threads, no, to be more precise, countless hairs coiled around like tree roots clinging to a pole that began to entangle frantically.
Suddenly, he felt that the cold breath in front of him was a bit rushed again, constantly blowing on his face a foul stench.
Princess!!
Peter Kent jumped when he heard the doorknob behind him creak, taking a kind of speed and turning it slowly.
But he locked it, like someone outside was twisting the handle but couldn't open it.
The other person, probably because he couldn't open the door, started to frantically turn
Way way way way way!!
Accompanied by a loud banging on the door that sounded like a pounding drum.
Peter Kent felt the existence in front of him like he was afraid and hesitated. He was confused, he didn't know why he felt this way.
Inside, it was bone-chilling, outside was the sound of pounding on the door, and the doorknob was constantly being twisted with the shrill sound of metal colliding.
Peter Kent is in a dilemma. He didn't know what to do next.
Listen to the system continue to stand still or run away. But immediately he chose to stand still.
Thum!!!
An explosion resounded, and the door behind him was ripped open by a terrifying force.
From behind, a cold wind pierced his back like a knife, causing him to feel a cold feeling behind him as if his skin had been frozen.
The sound of the floor slamming down from overhead was like something crawling on the ceiling.
Thum!!!
Followed by the sound of the explosion, countless wood chips and dust hit him in the face, followed by the pitiful cry of a non-human species.
Just after howling for less than five seconds, the screaming stopped, replaced by the sound of munching on vegetables, the sound of bones being crunched, and the sound of swallowing reverberating through the air.
Sometimes accompanied by the sound of chewing, a little slimy liquid splashed on him.
Peter Kent did not dare to move, he did not know who ate who, even more did not know if the eater was another demon or Ann Reed.
He doesn't know, nor does he care.
Hearing the sound of swallowing that gave him goosebumps only made him hurry to leave this place.
Suddenly, all sounds stopped, but he didn't relax because of that. On the contrary, he was even more stressed.
The air grew heavier and colder, what seemed to be hair was gradually wrapping around him more and more.
The taste of death gripped his heart that was pounding like a battle drum.
Until now, no, from birth until now, this was the moment when he felt himself so close to death.
But he still didn't dare to move, didn't dare to look, didn't even dare to make any sound.
The hair like spider silk gradually wrapped around him turning him into a cocoon of hair. Peter Kent, wrapped in silk, was suddenly fearless, but there was an unusual calm in his heart.
That's right, he didn't understand why there was an aura in his heart that broke all the fear in his heart, giving him a feeling of warmth.
This feeling is so familiar, Peter Kent seems to forget everything and immerse himself in it. He felt that the safety was enveloping him, his nerves were as tight as the strings of a lute released, and the fatigue of many days was completely relieved.
Thousands upon thousands of hairs formed a soft cushion that made him relax.
Peter Kent doesn't care anymore, he's dead. At least before he died he was comfortable and not in pain.
After that…Not after that. His consciousness had sunk into darkness.
…
“W-where is this?”
He dimly found himself standing in the middle of the street again, the street lights above him no longer blinking.
It was dark around him, but he could still feel in the darkness there was a rustling sound as if there were hundreds of thousands of vines or something like that rubbing together.
He knows...it's hair.
Countless black hairs like squirming snakes filled the space, making this place as dark as ink.
But unlike last time, this time he found the unusual peace and familiarity. Like he had passed this place many times before.
Shaking his head, Peter Kent mocked himself, it's true that he's been through a lot, being threatened with death over and over again, not familiar.
Peter Kent looked around, there was hair everywhere, they were always entwined with each other, making it a little difficult for him to understand what their purpose was.
Everywhere you look, it's all hair, on the left, right, at your feet or even in the sky, everywhere is covered by hair.
How many people's hair does it take to do this? Hundred people? Thousands of people? Or millions of people?
But no matter how much hair he had, it revealed a gap where he stood, the hairs that had just reached the border of the light, were very obediently lying still, not daring to come any closer.
Peter Kent looked ahead, where it sounded like a voice was calling to him.
He focused on listening…
“Kent…Kent…Kent..”
He was startled, calling him Kent only one person...Ann Reed.
The sound that hit his ear didn't have the slightest bit of hatred or horror, but revealed extreme loneliness and suffering.
Peter Kent heard Ann Reed's tragic voice, his heart ached. Without fear, he lifted his legs forward even though there was only hair there.
Strangely, wherever he went, the streetlights followed him, and his hair moved out of the way to make way for him.
Peter Kent had walked more than a hundred steps when he saw a pool of blood in front of him, lying in the middle of the blood was a messy head of hair, his neck was chopped up, his flesh and blood were dirty, and even a part was revealed. blood-stained bones.
But he realized one thing. The hair that fell from the head spread out over a large area that covered the place.
So the hair in the entire place came from the head lying in a pool of blood in front of him.
Not knowing where Peter Kent got his courage, he stepped into the pool of blood and gently approached the head that was lying there.
Stepping closer, the light shines on him to see more things. In this pool of blood scattered everywhere were internal organs, limbs, fingers ... lying around.
“Huh..huh…”
Peter Kent suddenly stopped walking, the head of the person in front of him suddenly let out a pitiful sob.
Kent wanted to get close but somehow couldn't move, his whole body was like petrified.Then, Kent suddenly realized that his left hand was holding something. Looking down, he saw that he was holding a fruit knife, that's right, suddenly a knife was in his hand.The knife in his hand was stained with blood, and Kent wanted to throw it away but could not move or let go of the knife, like the knife was glued to his hand.Ann Reed's head was crying more and more, but in the eye sockets were all black blood. The hair on her head gradually tied Kent down, Ann Reed's head being pulled up by her hair and fixed in the air.Their eyes met, Kent's face was only a few centimeters from Ann Reed's head, Kent could clearly feel her cold breath on his face. Although she did not know why the police came to find her, Kent was still very worried. He hurriedly hid the knife under the sofa, then stabilized his emotions, trying to calm down. Kent said to himself, "I'm not breaking the law, this knife was given to me by the System." After he calmed down, Kent took a deep breath then headed out the door. The main door opened, standing at the door were two familiar policemen. These two policemen are David and Andrew, they are also the ones who announced the murder of Ann Reed, after which Kent also had a long time working with them. That's why David and Andrew are no strangers to Kent. Although Kent is usually very cooperative to find out the killer who killed Ann Reed, Kent is now My girlfriend is a Devil Chapter 7: Doris
Kent frowned in confusion, because with current information and technology, anyone can be tracked by the police if they use the internet. Even if this person does not use the internet, the huge number of security cameras can help the police find his whereabouts. A person who is missing or has not been found has only one reason, that is, this person does not appear in the city and does not have access to the internet. Soon after, Kent pulled out a map from a bookshelf, which according to police records, Doris is said to have last appeared in a northern town called Reiv. Reiv is a small town more than 100km north of the city, not only that, to reach that town besides 100km by highway, you have to walk another 10km to reach this town. Kent opened the phone to look for m
In front of him was the shadow of an unknown creature, its gait similar to that of a monkey but much thinner, its height estimated to be more than two meters tall, the thing on its hand that Kent could not identify was a claw. or the fingers are twice as long as the average person.It looks like a… Chimpanzee.“Is it a wild animal or… a demon?” Kent was silent as he watched the dark figure moving around the tent while thinking.Suddenly, the shadow leaned against the wall of the tent, and Kent almost cried out in fear. Kent tried to get close to the back, but this time things took a different turn.Kent didn't notice that in the back there was a face imprinted on the wall of the tent, the face trying to rush in causing the wall to stretch. He doesn't know what's going on behind his back because Kent is paying attention to the black shadow of an unknown creature in front of him.Full of fangs and claws, that was Kent's thoughts whe
Hearing this, the crowd stopped moving, and an old man about seventy years old came out from the crowd. The old man with an old look, with white hair, a bent back, and a walking stick in his hand, walked out.Although the old man looked very old, his eyes were extremely sharp. Kent was stared at by the old man, a little annoyed but also a little scared. Just now, Kent, of course, seeing that the old man only needed to shout once, these people stopped, which shows that this old man's position is not low."Is it the Mayor?" Kent thought. After all, only the Mayor could make all the others obey.“Are you from outside?” The old man spoke, his voice hoarse, making it a little difficult for Kent to hear the words, but he was reluctant to hear them."Outside? You mean from outside this town?” Kent asked again, even though he talked to the old man, his hand still held the jungle knife to prevent the crowd around suddenly going mad to a
“Is this Doris?” Kent asked.Nas shook his head: "No, that's Doris's mother."Kent listened attentively to the picture, he felt that Nas' words could be trusted because the picture was so old, Kent was sure that this picture was taken with an old-fashioned camera, the kind of camera that by film. That kind of camera was very popular a long time ago, about 20-30 years ago, now everyone has a smartphone that can take pictures.Nas continued: “Eighteen years ago, Doris's mother was named Dosy, and she brought with her two daughters, one four years old and one seven years old. At first, she came here alone, without relatives and without anyone to help, so I let her stay in this town, even then I let her stay in my house. .”“However, four years later, a group of people came to take a little girl away, I asked them who they were and why they took the other girl away, and Dosy only replied that she could not raise two children, so one for
“Okay, you can choose any room to stay in, but don't wander around in town, I can't guarantee your safety. At least the townspeople won't harm you, as for the other creatures I don't know."Nas leaves a threat and turns to leave the house, Kent doesn't know where he's going but he doesn't care because he has a lot of work to do. Kent walks around the house, looking for a clean room to live in. Kent stood in the hallway, it was dark around, although it was noon but in the corridor there didn't seem to be any light source so Kent had to turn on the flash of his mobile phone to light the way.Kent didn't notice before because he was following behind old man Nas, now he has a chance to see this house clearly. There were traces of dried blood mixed with red and black everywhere. Kent's brow furrowed tightly, he followed the flash of his phone walking down the hallway, the two sides of which were wooden walls that smelled musty and hard to smell.Sud
Kent was surprised to see that one of the two children was very similar to Ann Reed, no, not the same, but it was Ann Reed who could not be wrong. Because Kent has been with Ann Reed for a long time, he loves her very much, so Ann Reed's gestures, actions, preferences or voice are all well understood and remembered. That's why when he saw this child, he immediately recognized it as the young Ann Reed.“If it's Ann Reed then it's Doris, so is this woman your mother?” Kent began to grasp the details and judge. However, then he felt strange again and wondered: "Wait, if so, who was Ann Reed's family before? Who is this woman?"Many speculations ran through his mind, but Kent wasn't sure because he had so little information right now, and the overlapping details made it even harder for him to guess.Suddenly, the other woman did not care about the two children but looked directly into Kent's face. He was startled, because until now he thought everything wa
But immediately, the goofy-looking Dickel wisely corrected his mother and whispered that Hannah had almost killed him for asking who she was. The boy's story sounded normal, but it made her heart beat so fast that she couldn't stand it.Hannah looked at both of them and then tilted her head towards the door, indicating they should go home. Mrs. May stood up, bowed to Hannah, and immediately dragged her out of her house. She was terrified at the thought of facing her again.As soon as the mother and daughter entered the house, Mrs. May suggested that tomorrow, she should call the police or invite someone to 'exterminate' Hannah. Hannah's face appeared on the ceiling as the two were discussing this, and her voice rang out without a hint of cheerfulness: "Neither of you would ever imagine How great the price to pay for betrayal.” Hannah's bad words continued: "I have enough power to make every second of this life the most terrifying moment you two can imagine." The faces of Mrs. May
Dickel's forehead was splattered with blood, and his tears blurred the air. Realizing that that wasn't enough to affect Hannah, he rushed over to hug her leg. Dickel felt that everything that happened today was more than enough for his life: “I… you forgive my mother…”“Do you know…” Hannah was about to say something but stopped, looked at Dickel for a long time, and said, “You know… you know everything?”He nodded repeatedly, Aunt May now also rolling her eyes at him. Hannah let go of her hand, and she fell to the ground. Dickel hugged his mother and thanked Hannah profusely.She pouted, raising her eyebrows at him: "You know her when she married old Mick but still had sex with other men? You know she gave birth to you regretfully even though she deliberately took the abortion pill, but still can't get rid of the unjust thing that she doesn't know who your father is?"Dickel repeatedly nodded: “I… know… I know… I know that my mother deliberately abandoned my father and me to find ano
Dickel clenched his fists and looked at Hannah with red, watery eyes.Suddenly from outside, a man ran into the house, grabbed Dickel's hair, and beat him repeatedly. The strangest thing is that it stood still and did not dare to say a word, only gritting its teeth and enduring it. The man, who seemed to be Dickel's father, cursed him non-stop. Punches and slaps poured down his body.Hannah sat on the ground, looking at him. When the madness subsided, he began to notice her presence. He pointed at her face and threatened: “What are you looking at? You're no different from that lewd woman!"Hannah said nothing, just looked at him. Suddenly, the door slammed shut, and Dickel staggered to the point where the bastard's doom had come. Before Hannah could get up, the guy rushed over and raised his foot high to hit her face. Dickel tried to roll his eyes, but the bastard just stood there motionless, his feet constricted and unable to stretch.Hannah touched his leg lightly, causing his whole
Kent, following Logini's advice, began a long journey of anxiety. He didn't know what to do now. If he returned to the rendezvous point, it was possible that the Witch Hunters would become suspicious and arrest him. And if he left this forest, Logini would most likely be in danger.The more he thought about it, the more he didn't know what to do. At that moment, a sound reverberating from behind startled him. Before Kent could turn around, a hand covered his mouth and pulled him straight into a nearby bush.Kent's face changed from panic to tension when he saw Logini. She motioned for him to be quiet. Logini looked out, where the Witch Hunts were scouring every corner for Kent. She looked at him, then jerked her jaw behind both of them and slowly walked away. Kent also hurried to follow Logini.Soon after, Kent and Logini went straight to Logini's bunker. Along the way, Kent was always a little worried about what just happened. He felt that everything was too troublesome and troubleso
She was enjoying it, too, despite the noise outside the small neighborhood about her sudden appearance and the teenage boy being scolded by his mother.Hannah narrowed her eyes as she heard pounding footsteps outside. She had just sat up when the boy's mother was standing at the door cursing loudly because she had "seriously hurt" her son's 'most precious' thing.The boy standing next to him looked incredibly pompous. Hannah was silent for a long time and invited them into the house with a look of urgency. Her mother and daughter walked in with satisfaction. Hannah suddenly closed the door. She turned her head to look at both of them with a terrifying look.The boy seemed to want to hold his breath in front of her eyes, and the mother kept cursing incessantly even though she began to stammer. Hannah opened the suitcase and held a knife up high, both mother and daughter screamed to run out, but their feet were held tightly.Hannah began to show a very characteristic smile with the corn
Kent didn't have time to back away when the other hand grasped his shoulder like support. A man with a square face and extremely mysterious eyes looked at Kent. He quickly waved his hand and said quickly: "I'll just get out of here, okay?"Looking at these people's faces, Kent guessed they were members of the Witch Hunt. It was not difficult for him to recognize the ancient gothic tattoos on their hands. Kent hastily walked away when the other man's hand grabbed his shoulder. He pulled him closer and swept his eyes all over his body.Kent's face showed an expression of displeasure. The man released him and motioned with his jaw to the rest to let him out of the forest. Kent tried his best to stay calm because it was not difficult for him to see the pistols and many other weapons that he could not identify hidden in the mantle of these people.Kent had just disappeared behind the branches of a small oak tree when one of them approached the man and said, “Frank… this kid doesn't right i
Logini stopped the car, shielded with leaves and whatever else she could find. Logini led Benjamin outside, his body burning like a fever. She and he went into the woods opposite the farm. Logini tried to walk quickly when the first rays of sunlight had begun to penetrate the leaves and hit the ground. As she moved, she erased traces of both of them.A large silver-gray stone appeared in front, Logini smiled, she touched the ledge on the left and pressed it down. A hatch had opened just below. Logini was about to step down when suddenly, her shoulders were grabbed.She gritted her teeth trying not to scream, when she turned around to see Benjamin blood red eyes, he had changed into a complete black witch. This is a modified form of pure-blooded wizard families. When encountering major events affecting their lives, their original instincts will arise. At this time, the witches will turn into black witches and only know how to destroy all people around.He growled in his throat and lung
The wizard tried not to focus on Maman Brigitte, but was signaling to Benjamin to save him. Never before has the feeling of fear and obsession flooded the body like that. But he needs to live, his rule, existence is above all.Maman Brigitte looked at the wizard and began to say in an excited voice: "First tell me what's going on here?"“I… don't get it either. All we know is that the Witch Hunt wants to destroy all other wizarding races in the world. Of course, the Witches of Salem are willing to become servants of the Witch Hunt in exchange for peace." The wizard clearly recounted what he knew to Maman Brigitte.However, as soon as she heard it, she burst out laughing: "That guild has too big ambition, doesn't it? It's surprising to hear such absurd stories.""Dude!" After Maman Brigitte's laughter rang out, suddenly the witch exploded like a balloon. The sound of his body exploding, followed by a red bruise that ran across the library, creating a particularly terrifying punctuation
Kent's eyes closed, everything gradually weakened, he felt the real death coming. On the other side, Benjamin's cursing did not stop."Skip!" The ribcage shattered like a balloon explosion, red blood splattered on the windowsills, filthy material fell to the floor. They wet even the yellowed pages on the wooden tables, forming strange shapes like some ghost sign that no one has discovered yet.Kent tried to open his eyes wide, looking into the distance in the dark an approaching figure was wet with blood. Benjamin and the others were shocked, he never did, but the witches died tragically, a death beyond the destruction of his kind.Benjamin realized that this was not the power of a witch, nor the physical attacks of humanity, much less the vulgar smell of some demon. All was not, as if there was a ticking time bomb lying dormant in the man's chest just waiting to explode, setting off a fireworks display of blood and flesh.For the first time in his life, Benjamin experienced