[Karina, who was in a panic, picked up the lighter she got from the school office, and lit the gauze on the monster.
boom-
The flames instantly devoured the monster stuck in the crack of the door.
"Woo-ahh!!!"
The scream of the monster was so sharp that it almost pierced Karina's eardrums.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she took one last look at the student ID card she had pulled from the monster.
On the student ID card, a beautiful blonde girl smiled brightly.
Karina put away her student ID card, her lips trembling slightly.
She didn't know what she was killing, but if she didn't - she would die.
prickly—
The sound of blades slicing through the wall sounded, and Karina immediately turned her head vigilantly to look into the depths of the corridor on the left.
In the darkness deep in the corridor, a boy with short blond hair plunged a knife into the wall, then raised his head, revealing his face covered with scars from burns.
He smiled ferociously and full of malice: "Wonderful performance, I look forward to your next performance—Jie Jie Jie Jie!"
Karina looked into those dark blue eyes and felt that she could hardly breathe.
Because he is the deepest fear in the human heart.
"… Who are you!"
Karina suppressed the fear in her heart and asked aloud.
pity.
The boy was no longer there.]
— from "Nightmare"
Zhou Yu looked at the man standing at the end of the corridor, a hint of puzzlement flashed in his emerald green eyes.
It was him, the one who appeared in his dream.
Wasn't all that just a dream
So, who are you
Is it the unknown being who has been helping him
Vincent and Kenny almost had a heart attack from the sudden appearance of Zhou Yu, and now they saw the charred monster follow the corridor. burst into tears.
"No no—let us go, by God, I don't dare to bully people anymore!" The tall and burly Vincent hugged Kenny tightly beside him, crying at this moment like a man who had just given birth. three year old child.
"Wooooooow—I'm sorry, Zhou Yu, hurry up! Come into the classroom! That's a monster that can kill—" Kenny, who was tearful and had a Vincent hanging on his back, also crawled into the classroom on both hands and feet. While crawling, he reminded Zhou Yu to hide in quickly.
Zhou Yu frowned slightly, and walked out of the classroom, avoiding these two guys who were desperately squeezing into the classroom.
He continued to look up at the frozen man.
The man still covered his face with his hands and remained motionless.
There was some hesitation in Zhou Yu's eyes as clear as lake water.
He always felt that this person was very familiar.
Due to the long distance, he couldn't see the man's face, he could only vaguely see the uneven burn mark on his exposed palm.
In the last dream, he had thought he was Maurice, but the man denied it.
Therefore, Zhou Yu only thought that it was because he was thinking too much that everyone looked like Morris, even in his dreams, he was Morris.
"who are you?"
Zhou Yu walked in the direction of the man, wanting to see his appearance clearly.
However, the next moment, that figure disappeared into the air.
The man is gone.
Zhou Yu walked to the place where the man was standing just now, and lowered his eyes to look at the unmarked ground.
Is he dreaming now? Or is it all just his fantasy
Zhou Yu raised his white palm, his fingers trembling slightly.
He wished it was all a dream.
Because if that was really Maurice, he couldn't imagine what kind of suffering he had suffered.
Probably not, I should be thinking too much.
The black-haired and green-eyed teenager covered his eyes with his palms, trying to calm himself down quickly.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
A burst of cries for help pulled Zhou Yu out of his unstable mental state.
He let out a foul breath, and turned his gaze to the corridor not far away.
Walking into the corridor, Zhou Yu looked at Jenny who stuffed his head into the trash can with a blank expression, and asked, "What are you doing?"
He said why the cry for help was muffled, as if something was covering his mouth.
Jenny turned a deaf ear and continued to shake his head. Together with the trash can on his head, he slammed into a nearby wall. The sound was quite loud, and it probably hurt a lot.
Zhou Yu kicked the trash can on Jenny's head aside, then turned around and left.
Only Jenny with a dull face was sitting in the corridor in a daze with his face covered in garbage.
Zhou Yu, who was full of doubts, returned to the classroom just now, picked up his schoolbag, and was about to leave school and go home.
But as soon as he picked up his schoolbag, Zhou Yu felt his trouser legs being pulled by someone, so he looked down.
Vincent and Kenny huddled in the corner, squatted slowly and moved to his side, with hopeful eyes in their eyes: "Honey, uh Zhou, is that monster gone?"
Zhou Yu looked at the two strong men shrinking into a ball with a bit of hot eyes, and said expressionlessly: "No, they are still guarding the door."
Hearing this, the two of Vincent trembled suddenly, and continued to retreat to the corner of the wall, not daring to raise their heads again.
Zhou Yu ignored them and walked out of the classroom.
I didn't forget to step on that Jenny who was still sluggish when passing by.
These three guys have always liked to bully the weak, and he has been bullied a lot in the past.
Although he didn't know why he was frightened like this this time, it was a lesson. He was tolerant without making trouble.
Walking out of the school, Zhou Yu took out the umbrella in his schoolbag, showing a thoughtful expression.
This brand new folding umbrella is still as clean as ever. The light blue fabric is like the blue sky, which makes people look very comfortable.
He once told Morris that he liked blue very much.
Especially the color of Maurice's eyes.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yu's dark green eyes dimmed.
Who is that strange yet familiar man
Zhou Yu, who was thinking while walking, didn't notice that a man with an exaggerated figure was coming towards him. He was knocked off his shoulder and almost fell, and the umbrella in his hand fell to the ground.
"Well!"
Zhou Yu grunted in pain, and took a moment to look up at the man who collided with him.
Looking at this man, Zhou Yu's pupils shrank.
It was an unusually tall guy, wearing a huge down jacket.
The exaggerated muscles that couldn't be concealed made the whole dress bulging, giving it a very weird feeling.
The man looked down at the skinny boy who had been bumped by him, and said indifferently, "Pay attention to the road when you walk!"
After that, the man continued to walk forward.
Zhou Yu picked up the umbrella that fell on the ground, knocked off the dust on it, and looked at the man's back indifferently.
There was a strange sense of incongruity about this man, as if he didn't belong in this town—no, maybe it should be said that he didn't belong in this world.
! ! !
Zhou Yu, who was about to continue walking, suddenly felt his heart tighten.
Pictures like film films suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Yu's eyes, causing him to be in a trance for a moment.
"What... uh!"
Zhou Yu supported the street tree beside him, and slowly leaned on it to calm the turbulent waves in his mind.
One picture after another appeared one after another.
The man with the same face as Fern was running desperately in the empty corridor, and his head was split open by a scorched man, blood staining the entire wall.
Annie with blond hair was tied up on a hospital bed, and a chainsaw cut her body into several parts. While blood was splattering, the man with hideous scars showed a delighted and distorted smile .
In a gloomy church, a woman in a black robe looked at the blond boy who was being escorted and knelt at his feet, showing a compassionate smile. Beside her are Anne wearing a black veil and Fern with a proud face.
On the cross, the blond boy showed sinister eyes, and he cursed everyone in the audience to never be reborn.
The next moment, the flames engulfed everything in the picture.
Zhou Yu couldn't bear the stimulation of such a scene, his brows were wrinkled, and his face was pale.
Maurice, that's—Maurice! ! !
The black-haired boy with a usually indifferent expression opened his eyes with a pale face.
A tear streaked across his cheek in an instant.
Stretching out his hand to wipe away the uncontrollable tears that flowed down his face, Zhou Yu's green eyes that had been washed by the tears and became brighter had a look of confusion flashing across them.
What were those just now
Those are all true.
For some reason, Zhou Yu was sure that what happened just now was not his fantasy, but something that actually happened.
So, is that man with burn marks all over Morris
Tick-tock—rain fell from the overcast sky.
The rain dripped on Zhou Yu's body, soaking a small piece of fabric.
He opened the umbrella with trembling hands and walked towards the church.
He is going to see the church in the picture.
Whether it's true or not, everything will be verified there - as much as he hopes it's all just a nightmare for him.
After waking up from the dream, his Maurice was still the cheerful and happy blond boy who had never experienced a disaster.
The town is not too big, so the only two churches are known.
Zhou Yu remembered that he had visited that church several times when he was a child, so he could recognize the familiar decoration at a glance.
He was sure that the church where Maurice was tied up and forced to kneel in the picture was the old church that few people went to.
Zhou Yu's steps became bigger and bigger, and finally he ran straight away.
He just wanted to quickly verify the picture in his mind.
Phew—the cold wind whizzed past Zhou Yu, shaking the umbrella in his hand a little.
Zhou Yu frowned, and simply put away the umbrella, just running in the rain on the road with few pedestrians.
The rain wasn't heavy, but the cold wind was still very biting, and it blew Zhou Yu's pale cheeks a little whiter in a short while.
Soon, Zhou Yu, who was running on the avenue, saw a familiar figure appearing in front of him, and stopped immediately.
"Here's your money! Hurry up, hurry up and bless me! Hurry up!" The obese middle-aged man was holding a black car by the side of the road with a begging look on his face.
Eugene
Zhou Yu carefully hid behind the bushes on the side of the road, eavesdropping on their conversation.
This is very wrong.
This vain father, Eugene, was lying on the ground yesterday because of the curse on the painting and couldn't get up. How could he just run out the door today
"This amount of money is not enough to show your piety, my dear Eugene." A gentle female voice came from inside the car, "But, well, God is always forgiving, so I will give it to you this time."
A moment later, a tall bodyguard in black got out of the car and handed a small bag of white powder to Eugene who was waiting on the side of the road.
Eugene also handed over the bag of change in his arms to the bodyguard in black.
Eugene held the small bag of powder like a treasure.
"Thank you, thank you for your kindness! This time it is also thanks to your arrival that I was able to escape from the devil's curse! If you have any orders from you, Archbishop, I will definitely die, Eugene!"
"You're welcome, Eugene, you and I are both believers in God, and we should help each other. However, maybe this time we really need a little help from you."
There was a sense of undeniable rejection in that gentle female voice: "Bring your son Zhou Yu here."
Zhou Yu's emerald green eyes were full of cold emotions.