The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

So cold.

Like a corpse.

Donna was actually no stranger to this feeling, because her dolls and dolls were also very cold. This made her feel a little closer to the woman in front of her, but it could not fully relieve Miss Benevento's nervousness at this time. The pale little hands were placed on the other party's shoulders, but they did not dare to exert force. They were like a little lamb being played with by the big bad wolf. They were frightened and confused, and they were terrified, but they could only tremble.

The brief hug ended quickly.

Donna slowly opened her eyes and saw a perfect face. The corners of the lips, the tip of the nose, the eyelashes and the tips of the eyebrows...everywhere is so delicate, especially the eyebrows and hair roots, which are arranged neatly and orderly, and there is no flaw at all. The visual beauty produced by the combination of these parts instantly diluted the panic in her heart.

Just like a carefully crafted doll...

Maybe, she is actually a doll?

This strange thought quickly drifted away from my mind. Anyway, just looking at the woman's beautiful face up close, with her eyes narrowed and her mouth smiling, gave me a little comfort. At this moment, Donna desperately longed for comfort, even just a little bit. She had already pulled the door through before, but no matter how hard she tried, Donna couldn't open it.

After realizing that she couldn't go back, like a lost person, she was left with only confusion and panic in her heart. After seeing those terrifying monsters outside the church, this beautiful woman who could "open the door" became a kind of hope in Donna's heart.

"Relax."

Miss Watson held Donna's face with her hand: "What are you afraid of? Dancing is a happy thing. Was I too harsh on you at the beginning? Did I almost destroy your baby Angie? Yes ...I can express my apology to you now. But next time, don’t let Angie chirp in this weird voice, I don’t like to hear it, understand?”

Donna nodded obediently without any intention of resisting.

She now looks like she wants to cry but can't. The fungal root modification gave the puppeteer the ability to create illusions, but it also deprived her of her normal function of secreting tears and other body fluids. Thanks to covering her head and face for a long time, this girl almost had her thoughts written on her face and didn't know how to hide it at all.

Look at that grin...

The upper and lower rows of gums are exposed, which is really ugly.

Fortunately it doesn't smell bad.

"From the moment you entered this church, you have no relationship with the Mother Goddess Miranda. You cannot return to the Benevento Mansion without my permission." Miss Watson continued to maintain a commanding and oppressive tone. : "You also know that there are many 'cuties' outside the church waiting to make friends with you. Just listen to me, or I will kick you and Angie out of the church."

Donna couldn't wait to continue nodding her head as soon as she heard about the opportunity to go home.

Just like a child who has done something wrong and is being taught a lesson.

In fact, from an adult's perspective, she has lacked education since she was a child and has been isolated from the world for a long time. She does fall into the category of "mentally unsound". The way she talks through dolls is full of childishness, and she also suffers from schizophrenia, etc. Series Psychiatric/Psychological Illness. It is very difficult to expect normal communication with Donna, and in the familiar environment of the Benevento mansion, she will reject all foreign things from the bottom of her heart. Therefore, Miss Watson chose to use this violent method to take this autistic person out of his comfortable circle and reshape him in a new environment.

To educate children, use a stick and a carrot, and then add some "Riddler" as appropriate. After all...

This is Silent Hill.

"Do you know why you're here?"

As soon as her fingertips touched the tumor, Donna's whole body felt like an electric shock and she became nervous again. The hand that was still on her shoulder quickly withdrew and grabbed Miss Watson's outstretched wrist.

"Relax, it's okay."

Miss Watson gently comforted Donna: "I know you are scared, and you feel ashamed of the tumor on your face, but I don't mind at all. Relax, come on, look at me, you look at me."

She held the back of Miss Benevento's head and forced her to face her: "Some things are destined. My dear Ms. Donna Benevento, you are destined to meet me, and you will come to this strange place called Silent Hill." A place to face your heart and the past, face all the pain and fear. For example... those people who were killed by you, do you still remember them?"

"I don't......"

Donna's nose quivered, her lips opened and closed for a while, and finally she said the first sentence.

"you have not?"

A pair of hands quickly slid down from the back of her head and face, and hugged her neck. The beautiful face slowly approached, with an inexplicable feeling of suffocation: "Really not? Isn't it right? I remember at least one person died, and he also took care of the garden for your family for a long time, that poor old gardener , is it an old grandfather or an old uncle? Tell me, what did you do to him? "

"Do not!!"

The expression of Donna in front of her was completely out of control: "He just wanted to see his dead family members. I wanted to help him. I didn't want to harm him! I didn't want to harm him! He... ugh..."

Mademoiselle Benevento burst into tears, her subsequent words becoming indistinct. Miss Watson put her in her arms again, the two of them pressed tightly against each other, and she could feel the smooth texture coming from the black dress. Just when Donna was crying louder and louder, Miss Watson suddenly used force and forcibly interrupted the other party's intention to hug her back. As soon as she left, Donna collapsed to the ground.

An inexplicable feeling of loss suddenly filled my chest.

Miss Benevento couldn't help but reach out and shake her hand a few times, then quickly took it back. The doll Anji lying in the corner finally made some movement and slowly floated back to its owner's arms. Donna hugged the doll tightly, sobbing, covering her face and getting up, taking small steps to move behind the woman in front of her. Miss Watson ignored Donna's little moves and put on a set of snow camouflage uniforms on her own, and then began to bundle the tactical harness and carrying equipment. After replenishing this time, if there are no special circumstances and the fungus root and Miranda are completely resolved, she may not come back again.

"how?"

Turning to look at Donna's pitiful expression, Miss Watson stretched out her hand and stroked her face with her fingertips: "Just stay here by yourself, I still have things to do. But... ..If you want to go out and make friends with those 'dolls', that would be better, would you?"

Donna immediately shook her head.

After his mood became slightly more stable, the autistic person returned to being silent again. The strange thing is that the doll Anji looked left and right with big eyes, but also remained silent. It was obvious to the naked eye that she was well-behaved. Miss Watson carefully observed Donna's expression. Although she was still frightened, the extremely tense state had become much less tense.

"Don't you want me to leave?"

Miss Watson chuckled.

Donna still shook her head.

"Don't act pantomime for me, talk." Miss Watson's smile disappeared instantly. When Donna saw this, her body trembled and she turned her face away: "I, I don't want to be alone, stay here alone..."

"No, you have to."

The cold fingertips pressed on her lips to stop her words: "You can stay here for the time being. Probably, probably, maybe, maybe those weird little dolls won't push the door in, but you will have to face them sooner or later. Yes, whether you want it or not. I hope you can live, even for yourself. If you want to use a gun, feel free to take whatever is here."

"Oh, right."

When she reached the door, Miss Watson turned back: "If you really want to go home, then don't stay here."

......

boom!

The side door glowing with white light closed, and the woman's figure completely disappeared.

Donna was once again alone in a church in Nuovo University. She silently picked up the black cloth cover on the ground and put it back on her head. As soon as this face was hidden, Miss Benevento took a few deep breaths, relaxed her shoulders, and sat down on the bench without saying a word. The sky outside the church had cleared up at some point, the piercing air-raid sirens and chirping sounds had completely disappeared, and there was deathly silence all around.

"What's good about that bad woman! Right?"

After a while of silence, the doll Anji suddenly said this.

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drop--!

Use needle-nose pliers to twist an iron bar half a turn, and the long-handled grenade-shaped signal transmitter will light up green. Miss Watson confirmed the frequency again before turning off the machine. In the warehouse in front of her, there were more than three hundred biochemical armor soldiers. This was only one-third of the entire Heisenberg army. This guy was very cautious, fully expanding the underground space of the factory and dividing all the soldiers into several pieces for storage. The biochemical armor soldiers are all in standby mode and can be activated with one click through the hanging wires from the ceiling, which is very convenient.

There are dozens of signal transmitters, you can use them however you want. Next, as long as the corresponding signal transmitter is thrown outside, Miss Watson can pull the current valve and let these monsters find a place by themselves.

I don’t know if the Mother Goddess Miranda noticed anything unusual.

Miss Watson walked out of the factory carrying her bag. It was late at night, the snow was falling heavily, and some of the originally exposed land was covered with light yellow again. She took out her Silent Hill pocket watch. On the inside of the cover, the surface of Donna's photo was covered in cracks. In fact, after getting the other person to Silent Hill in the first place, Donna's photos were already in this state.

It may be just a few steps away from being finished.

With Donna's current fighting ability and mentality, the final outcome can only be that she completely collapses and becomes a part of Silent Hill. For Miss Watson, this result is not unacceptable. Anyway, the "mental patients" have been admitted. In the end, regardless of whether they are cured or not, their "hospital" will still make money. At most, the income will be different.

But she still chose to intervene.

Well, you just look at people for pity.

Putting away her pocket watch, Miss Watson climbed up a hill and looked at the reservoir under the night with a sniper scope. That is the territory of "Fishman" Salvador Moro. After this guy turned into a big catfish, he was very powerful in underwater combat, but once he climbed onto land, both his speed and agility were greatly reduced. In the game plot, the protagonist Ethan drains the reservoir, artificially weakening Moro's combat terrain bonus.

Miss Watson plans to use biochemical armor to kill this smelly fish.

As far as the combat effectiveness of the Mother Goddess Miranda is concerned, the biochemical armor soldiers are actually of little use to her. Miss Watson rearranged the attack targets for these monsters. Except for the fish-man Morrow, the remaining ones were Miranda's werewolf army. There should be no problem with the latter, but the former was really difficult to operate after entering the water. She had to do some tricks on the main switch of the reservoir first so that the biochemical armor soldiers would not jump into the water to kill fish.

I just hope that idiot Moreau doesn’t find me.

After reviewing the route in her mind, Miss Watson grabbed her backpack and disappeared into the woods at the foot of the mountain after a few jumps.