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THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 113
The understanding of the unsaid word hung like silence in the tent. As well as the realization that Kenny adores not each of them individually, but the idea of \u200b\u200btheir couple to an enthusiastic peep . Alice could not help but grunt loudly with laughter, breaking into almost hysterical laughter. Burying her forehead against the Human's chest shaking with the same laughter, she forgot both about the map and about the grandiose plans for the Inquisitorial hunt, giving herself up to uncontrollable laughter. Tears welled up in her eyes and her stomach began to ache as she finally caught her breath and staggered out of the hot embrace.“Believe me, not only is he not your rival,” she said giggling, pulling out copies of the map from the tube, “he will also eliminate anyone who violates his ideal picture of the world. And in this picture, you and I should be a couple, and that's it! Lord and Lady of Darkness.“Now I like him too,” the Man winked at her, “as you said, a nice guy!”
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 114
“Then it’s better not to take anything with you that she can use against us. Under the illusion of imaginary threats, you can kill each other!”“Prepare to hit, and the damage will be less?” she whispered, looking into eyes the color of cut barite. Tomorrow is the thirtieth. Only day and night left!The skin seemed to be covered with frost. Is this all for real? What she does? Hunting a witch? Who would have guessed that life would turn out like this? But just recently, she just wanted to live her life calmly as a dummy of the city with her surviving friends and did not believe in magic and witches. Where does it all go? Where is the girl who froze in horror when she touched the hand of the Great and Terrible Masked Man?Now she, together with the Director of the Satanic Circus, plans to destroy the last surviving witch, in fact, creating genocide. As easily as she sent a witch hunter to a painful death. At what point did that castling take place, at which the terrible City ceased to
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 115
“Fear has remained in place, my King,” the Fox answered in tone with a smile, softly butting him on the shoulder, “but even if this walk is one way, it doesn’t mean that you can’t seize every remaining moment and ... enjoy life?” Hmm, it seems that I partially inspired this message to the residents of the city. They began to crave more everything that is outside the routine. Although, perhaps, this is not my doing, but their freedom of action was intoxicated.Does the city inspire confidence in our work?“On the contrary, the City in the catacombs is blind, and our idea does not like it,” the Fox answered reluctantly, “it is afraid that I will not return from there alive.” Everyone is afraid ... and what, now they don’t sing songs at all because of this? she was indignant with mischief and continued in a low voice under the silent admiration of the Man:- In spite of the earth's gravityYou send movement to heaven!Be above all obstacles!Sometimes breaks wingsWe fail fearLet you no
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 116
In the center was the flowerbed that Lis had seen in Claudia's memories. Phytolamps hung over the flowerbed, powered by ordinary batteries standing nearby. The bright purple light of the lamps contrasted frighteningly with the amber glow of the crystals, creating an uncomfortable atmosphere that made the Foxes' skin goosebumps. This place caused a very disturbing feeling from the inside. Something carefully hidden in memory. Not even scary, but very annoying...The small buds of the Black Hellebore stretching out of the ground were not yet ready for use in rituals, but they were in no way inferior to the flowers growing on the territory of the Circus. The fox gently touched the fleshy petal and squeezed it. As if in response to her action, the gray smoke began to move, imperceptibly rising from two narrow corridors of entrance and exit to the center of the cave. The "barrier" holding him receded. A thick purple juice with a familiar sugary-sweet aroma remained on the pale fingers. The
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 117
The sound of footsteps became louder and more distinct. So even the Fox, immersed in the drama of the last coven of witches, paid attention to him. Tea Witch? No. The steps are familiar, but it's definitely not her. Like a small forest animal, she rose warily to her feet, ready to cling to anyone who came in, even if she didn't carry any weapons. The sound of footsteps got louder. But the steps themselves slowed down. The visitor was in no hurry to show himself. Alice cautiously took a few steps along the wall. Convenient to keep your distance, but free to see anyone who is about to emerge from the narrowed part of the catacombs.Step. No one is visible. Another step. Nothing again. Unable to resist, Alice took a small step forward. In the part of the "corridor" immersed in darkness, a dark silhouette became visible. As soon as she took a step towards him, he also took a step towards her. It doesn't look like the Tea Witch at all. Lis ventured to take another step. The Visitor followe
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 118
— Hello, Gray Cardinal! - from the smile of Alex, the soul of the Foxes almost left the mortal body.My heart sank painfully. His last words began to jump in my head over and over again. Closing everything that exists, a poisonous hot lump grew in the throat.Alive, real and fully tangible. Ghosts cannot cast shadows. There is no echo from the footsteps of the ghosts in the cave. The legs of the ghosts do not push the earth scattered by the hands of the girl on the floor of the cave when walking."Magic? Hallucination? Ghost? Zombie?" - she mentally went over in her head the possible answers to the question “who is in front of her?”.A red flask slipped from his soil-stained fingers. Alice took a timid step towards her dead friend, whom she could not keep on the roof of the ill-fated hotel. After the meeting with the "coven" there was no room for tears anymore, deep sorrow was reflected in dry emerald eyes.— How is this possible? she whispered, touching the warm hand of a friend who
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 119
- Useless! the voice of “Annette” rang like a bell, keeping up with the Man. “It was enough for me that you were distracted just for a moment to take her away. And you provided so much more! You can stop your useless search! Let this divination of mine be worse in quality, but you will not meet! Never again. It's a pity that I won't be able to personally kill her, The City will wall me up here in revenge! But there are other ways to get rid of ..."You still don't believe I'm real?" - Alex tried to touch the pale hand, but she stopped all attempts with tears, exhaling painfully every time the rebellious thoughts fought again in the unanswered question: who is in front of her?Guilt, however, was equivalent to the ghost conjured up by the witch in front of her, the revitalization of the City's cave, or the cruel hallucination of Claudia's authorship. It was enough to hear his voice, and the inner executioner slowly cut off thin layers from her heart. The torture promised to be long. Pe
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 120
Alice stood up resolutely. Friends continued to look at her with anger and resentment. Her impulse was not interpreted as something serious. The last push of a useless creature. And it was that spark in their eyes that helped her see the hidden truth. Even at the worst of times, they would never look at her like that . She is a gray cardinal, not a spineless snail torn from its shell!— CLAUDIA! she barked, looking slightly to the right of the trio. - Stop it immediately! Let them disappear!The trio of friends fell silent in puzzlement. They did not expect a rebuff, seeing how Alice's scrap was growing more and more with every second. Clamped in a corner, she seemed to hold on for her last seconds before finally falling into the abyss of despair. And to exist for her in this abyss, until madness completely consumes the mind of a worthless witch. And then the kind Madame Claudia will step out of the shadows, hand her a cup of soothing tea to create a man-made dummy. The puppeteer and