Hoarding in Hell Novel

Maria did not like her child.

Children are savage, noisy, herd, emotional, and unpredictable.

But, apart from that, she had no futile fantasies or expectations of children.

It is no wonder that children are savage, noisy, swarming, emotional, and unpredictable. That is why children need to be taught.

In order to develop that being, who is still only an animal, into a member of a society that deserves respect.

"Hmm, heh heh."

Maria approached her girl with her light hum.

She came out with rotten blood splattered on her shoes and her intestines snagged.

She had a hard time imagining what she had to do to become like this.

Did you put it in a blender and grind it?

But she approached her girl, pretending that Maria was indifferent to them, just out for a walk.

The girl had her sleepy eyes and was looking at her Maria.

Maria approached the girl less than ten steps away. She was so far away that she could even feel the heat of the candles surrounding her.

Maria passed her girl as it was.

'She's looking at me.'

Maria treated her with indifference, as if she had seen a cat by the roadside.

Maria pretended not to be interested in her girl, hovered around her, looking curiously at the traces she had left.

I'd be lying if I said she honestly was disgusting.

Even making a frog or cat like this makes me nauseous. However, even the 'these' created by the girl are made of human materials. It was more difficult because the original shape remained.

"Heh heh, hmm, hmmm."

But Maria pretended to be unconcerned, and she hummed her hum as she watched the girl's creations pretending to be interesting.

The light hum that Maria hums was a monotonous, easy nursery rhyme, commonly sung among children in the Middle East.

The girl still cared for Maria, but it seemed that she knew that she was at least harmless.

"Heh heh."

It was then.

Maria heard a hum right behind her back, without any measure of popularity.

The moment she turned back with her chilling feeling, her eyes met the girl floating in her air.

She thought that Maria had made a mistake.

At the same time, her vision darkened.

***

Long ago, a Persian emperor wondered what the 'pureest language' was.

After much deliberation, the emperor took the newborn baby and entrusted it to a dumb shepherd couple.

And years later, he decided to find out what a child who grew up on a plateau with only sheep and wind would say.

And he made a bet with the scholars as to whether it was Akkadian, Egyptian, or Sumerian.

Years later, the shepherd couple brought the child to the emperor.

The emperor asked the child what he wanted most now.

The child's words were 'ba'. It means bread in Sumerian.The emperor concluded that the 'pure language' and the first language was Sumerian.

But the shepherds thought differently.

The child was only mimicking the cries of sheep.

***

Maria opened her eyes.

The ground was above her head.

It was not long after she realized that she had been turned upside down.

Her blood rushed to her head and she felt dizzy. She was nauseous because of her headache, but she didn't want to vomit while standing on her hands.

She tried to raise her arm. But her whole body was held tight as if fixed.

Looking down at her body, she saw her own body, which had become part of 'her stone'.

The limbs of her corpses, unknown to her, were entangled in her own body. She couldn't feel how tight it was under her lower body.

Her left arm seemed to have doubled her joints. including her fingers.

Fortunately, her right arm was relatively intact except for her little finger.

"Whoa..."

Maria thought she would scream, but she later decided to save it for situations where she would need her strength.

The sun was already floating in the middle of the sky. She prayed that it wasn't too long ago.

If we take too long, Victor will surely bomb this place or whatever.

It was then that I felt my vision slowly return to a straight line.

Her ballstone was spinning slowly, albeit slowly. Thanks to that, blood rushed to her head, and it seemed that she was alive and not dead.

'The boy.'

Maria found her girl right in the newly secured field of vision.

The girl was playing 'playing with dolls'. The problem is, of course, that the material is a corpse of a Soviet soldier with horribly twisted joints.

The corpses of the Soviet soldiers were repeating their fighting spirit as if mimicking the locals who worshiped the girl here.

"Heh, heh heh."

Then Maria heard her hum as her girl hummed. It was a song she hummed to herself.

Maria clenched her teeth and twisted her body. Down her lower back she felt a terrible pain, but it seemed as if there was nothing she could not get out of.

As she spent a considerable amount of time feeling that she had barely loosened up, her body stone slid over and fell to the floor.

iron puck.

A disgusting smell came up with an unpleasant, greasy sound.

Luckily she wasn't hurt, but she didn't want to know where she fell either.

"Whoa..."

Maria struggled to get her body upright. Fortunately, she listened.

To be honest, I was lucky this time.

She broke her left arm as she might've been her mokil. But she was the type to believe Mary her own good luck.

"Huh, heuheung. Hyped."

Mary dragging dragged her feet and walked back toward her girls. The body fell to the Soviets cheolpeok it clicks.

Her little girl's eyes again turned to Mary. This time Mary did not avoid her gaze. Then she went on, she even sing the verse does not contain this girl ever.

This time the girl was crushed or broken sacrificing her Mary.

'great. There going well. "

Mary passed by a girl, and this time walked into the Soviet army used to play for the body she has. Then carefully cheonyeondeok sitting in front of the body, he pulled his body.

The body was already corrupt as expected, was crushed naturally to her touch.

Mary was making her dumplings jjamyeo squeeze and hold the contents into her hand.

The girl looked a little put that look of curiosity.

Dumplings mixed blood and embedded dirt is much smaller, but similar to the 'gonggitdol' Girl created.

But if you are left intact it could create more sophisticated, but the appearance was quite a ramrod.

Mary hum hum around for her Make her dumpling girl began to follow the same behavior.

Large and much better than Mary 'material' was also mixed dumplings more. But she did not elaborate as much as Mary.

"Well……."

The girl was repeatedly making seems that never in her mind several times crushed her dumplings again.

Since geujeueum Mary began to change her seulseul material. In the bottom of the soil, rather than the body.

And it drenched in the blood, because it was easy to make twenty thousand and one impurities may interfere further wrote.

While the going becomes more sophisticated, it is Mary, the girl let's continue to fail, she jjatda squeeze the expansion body I seemed annoyed.

"Ah!"

Kwajik.

A mess behind her like the sound of bodies crushed peppers, but Mary did not look back even after ringing.

But the girl went with it crushed her until dumplings are made of Mary seemed not satisfied.

At that moment Mary, her expression hard and yelled toward her girls.

"no!"

Then the girl was to try startled expression. She was seen Mary that she did not know how to play sound.

At the same time, however, the behavior of her Mary jjipuryeotda her face seemed to not enter into her mind.

Moment Mary atda cheobak her face in her ground.

The truck hit the bottom of her knee seemed to be gone. Her nose pinched As pitmul the floor and had her blood is mixed.

At the same time, however, point out Maria has set her bottom raised her waist jump. She was watching her stare at the girl with her eyes burning climb to the Shaped Then she cried again.

"no!"

The girl was seen to not know what to do.

If you attack her Mary, her humming too, nothing stops her dumplings are made. Eventually the girl, she chose to anhaneun nothing instead of hearing the scream of her nasty 'No'.

The behavior of her meomchuja girl, Mary, raking her own blood stained soil, again starting Brewing her dumplings.

This time, quite straight, it was a pretty dumpling shape.

Mary gave the dumplings to the girl. The girl took carefully take it as receive any treasure.

"You look created."

The girl was obviously her Mary did not understand the saying of her that. But the intent is conveyed.

The girl began to make a hole in the soil, not the body, as was Mary.

The girl finally succeeded in making one of her little dumpling. Mary felt joy in her training, she finally started tonghagi.

She is a girl, she did continue to build as a ball stuck her fun.

Mary was able to recognize the power of the girl used her close. Force that she looked like some kind of a girl using a powerful telekinesis, she actually seemed to look the way she used a giant, transparent giants spend her hand.

Her lack of sophistication, but its strength was about overflow garage.

'Now you gonna seulseul neomeogado group to the next level. "

***"...... are you doing right now is that?"

"Hmm, I do not know, usually I call it corporal punishment in education nowadays called barbaric ways just to say a lot, actually, I stand by the way, did great Dr. Samuel also tell by the way everyone jolt parents?"

Above the canyon it was a Soviet trenches are made in order to monitor the girl.

Samuel and Victor there was observed a Mary.

Victor replied to Samuel was not built to look outrageous.

"Yiraguyo punishment? Which one are you getting corporal punishment?"

Samuel pointed out was accurate.

The state of her Mary that she lacked malrodo of distressing. Already she can neither walk had become a lame form.

Nevertheless, Mary whenever an action is something rebellious girl hit her yell at the drawing, she brandished the twig.

She broke her bones were merely placed tied twigs in her arms, because her fingers did not have a decent place.

She said, "Are you saying that she is Mary if it was not for her psychic but she obviously dead. She's been juggling her fate. She was critically ill tell me the monster being a punishment?"

"That's not something important. Dr. Samuel. Corporal punishment is going to be satisfied when we consider swinging side to side match power."

"But that is the rate of ......"

"Take a good look. Now, who's that hit more, do you think the problem of beating? Do you think that in the first place, Professor Maria would be the situation itself slap that girl?"

Samuel was found KJV red scratch on the skin of the girl.

Was hard enough even learn because they were too faint trail.

Samuel realized that the wound itself KJV amazing miracle.

The rock is not surprising that 'll crush the bud. But that hurt the buds rock gyeongyida beyond surprise.

How much more of a relationship between Mary and the girl power is higher.

"I have a media monster Soviet history class solidarity is not one to hurt. The word lunatic professor Mary is heard That's a really weird imagination."

"……how."

Samuel seemed to mutter around for anything she should not of made me a Mary.

The girl could throw at any time to kill Mary. Her attack was actually also it was applied several times toward Mary.

But Mary was also stunned haetdaga up her back screaming toward her little girl shook her sheets. And an amazing thing happened in the process setting.

The girl has the strength of her attack applied toward Mary will gradually start to weaken.

"Sounds like a simple way. What carrot and stick strategy? Behave hear the words of Mary, but the fun playmates, unless it would be an annoying relative who screamed media unpleasant sound."

Victor muttered seemed fun.

In his words, Mary was never taught to give a different play to ever play without girls 'properly'.

Of course she can play because of her physical condition was limited.

But she was only to wear it all hang out with people who've never seen a girl do not play.

"I guess that is proceeding smoothly than you think. Seupnidaman first professor Mary Slack lost in thought on when I went off into the canyon gone, it does not really succeed anyway map over time."

“……”

But Samuel was hard to accept.

Maria is now a stormy cliff was a breathtaking tightrope above.

One minor act of a girl getting her bones broken flesh torn out. Already her blood loss was about to be breathtaking.

Or even a little bored girl loses her interest was not that Mary is also different from the other bodies.

"And the fact that Mary, you'll know best. '

Nevertheless Samuel could not see why he would naseoneun 'education' monsters holding a gun in her life.

Even this what you want from what Mary and the big picture much step closer to the girl, and the girl.

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