People in America, transcend every day

Chapter 17 Regret
Although there are no lights on the road, even if there is no moon in the sky, and there is no illumination from the high beam of the truck;
Even though I was a little staggering, even if I ran two or three steps, I would be tripped by the stones on the road;
Although out of breath, even if you keep inhaling all the time, you can't meet the oxygen demand of your body;
Even though the bottom is hard, even if the skin is rubbed off during the up and down bumps and left and right shakes;
……

James continued to run forward, not daring to waste any time.

When people are on the verge of extinction, they can always burst out terrifying energy.

Even the truck had to drive for half an hour, and James ran nearly half of it in one breath.

And, it takes about the same amount of time as driving.

At this time, sweat dripped drop by drop from his cheeks to his pale lips, and his clothes looked a little tattered due to several somersaults.

However, James couldn't take care of that much anymore, and still ran in the direction of home.

run home!

run home!

Don't stop until you get home!

James' subconscious mind kept telling himself that he must leave there, must leave that ghost place.

I don't know how long he continued to run, but when he vaguely saw his house in front of him, James' nervous heart finally relaxed.

At this moment, his eyes were blurred, he had no focal length, his hands could only support the wall weakly, and his limp legs seemed to be tied with heavy weights. James continued to move towards the door.

Finally, James pushed open the door.

However, James, who had just laid down in the yard, hadn't even taken a breath when he was surprised to find that the lawn, which was originally messy and full of potholes, had become clean and level, except for a lump in the center.

With just one glance, James felt that the protruding shape did not look like a normal small bump.

But what was the abnormality, James couldn't tell.

James raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, wanting to look more carefully in this dark environment.

I saw that the small dirt bag was not made of soil, at least from the outside, it was almost made up of weeds and dead leaves, and there was something spinning around above it.

There is no wind now!
Why is the dead leaf on the top turning by itself?

Could this be another supernatural event?

Thinking of the word 'supernatural', James swallowed hard, nervously trying to get up from the ground, but because he was too frightened, he couldn't do it tremblingly.

He finally remembered what was abnormal about this little dirt bag!

Where is this little soil bag!

This is clearly a small grave bag!

In the United States, burial is practiced. After the death of a loved one, a piece of land will be bought in the cemetery, and then the person will be put in a coffin, buried in it, and then a monument will be erected on it.

Therefore, even if James had no money, he bought a piece of land after his father passed away.

It's just that unlike others, the coffin was made by James himself, and the stele was replaced by wooden boards.

It was the same after his mother died, and was buried directly next to his father.

More than a month ago, after James drove someone to death with a truck, he also buried him next to his parents at night, sharing a coffin.

Even, in order to deceive people, James deliberately pulled up some withered grass and rotten leaves on it, pretending that he did not dig the grave, and maintained the appearance of "weathering the wind and rain".

And the small grave in front of him is clearly the small grave in the cemetery!

Most people would not go to a place like a tomb.

Let alone a cemetery, even if it is that kind of wild cemetery, that person will take a detour if he sees it.

Therefore, as long as the scene of the crime is destroyed and no one finds the anomaly and reports the crime, there will be absolutely no problem.

And for more than a month, James did not hear that anyone nearby reported the crime, and everything was normal.

Why is it abnormal today?

This little grave bag can't stay in the cemetery well, what is it doing here?
and many more!

Why can it run into the house!

James' brain is in a mess at this moment, and there is no way to distinguish what is reality and what is not.

Just when he hadn't figured out what to do, James saw a figure suddenly appearing from the small grave in the middle of the yard. He was bloody and stubbled, and he showed him a standard eight-teeth smile: " James, what happened when you saw an old acquaintance turn around and run away without saying hello?"

This is not human!

Still spirit!
James, who had been exhausted for a long time, once again burst out with a strong desire to survive under the pressure of fear. With a 'bass', he turned his head and ran away again.

"Hey, you really don't want to catch up with old acquaintances?"

"Don't you want to catch up with me?"

"You're running too slowly!"

"Would you like to continue running? I'll let you run 100 meters...or 200 meters?"

"As an old acquaintance, why not run another marathon with you!"

"I didn't expect you to be able to run like this. You really are a man who can bury me alone."

"You keep running, let me see where your limit is."

……

James is going crazy!

No matter how he shouted for help, how he knocked on the door and smashed the window, his wife, his lover, his cronies, and even the gang members in the casino who stayed up all night watching the scene, laundering dirty money, and lending illegal loans, all seemed like... He couldn't hear the same thing, and there was no response at all.

James didn't know where to continue running, nor how long he had been running.

Or resign yourself to giving up!
As soon as this thought came to James' mind, his feet accelerated unconsciously.

Do not!
Can't accept fate!

As a drunkard, gambler, and pervert, he didn't die in drunk driving, gambling, or bed. This is simply an insult to those three words!
I am determined not to die here!

Moreover, I just killed a nigger. According to the laws of the United States, I will be jailed for a few years at most!

If you find the family of the nigger and pay some compensation, you may be detained for a few days!
So, I can't die!

"Remember, you killed me!"

Just when James wanted to continue to survive, he heard the voice of the evil spirit again.

Woooooo... This is too scary!

Although he didn't want to die, James felt that he must confess here!

This lingering evil spirit has been entangled with him for so long, and it is revenge for him. Before killing himself, he played with himself to his heart's content.

James really regretted it. He should have surrendered to the police at that time.

Even if there is no money to pay the nigger in the end, it is nothing more than living in prison for a few years and being enjoyed by the prison bullies inside.

Even though it's disgusting, it's better than no life at all!
Just when James felt deep remorse in his heart, the dark sky suddenly became whiter.

James looked up, and it turned out that there was a light in front of him.

Without time to think about it, James ran directly towards the place where there was light.

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