The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

About 10 seconds passed.

Donna hasn't pulled the trigger yet.

"Ahhhhhh!!! Why are you chasing me? I have no grudge against you at all!"

The little baby Angie yelled and wandered around Donna, but never dared to run away: "You must be sent by a bad woman! That bad woman wants my life! She is torturing me! She is a big bad guy! Big bad woman!" abnormal……"

The action speed of the puppet monsters is a bit slow, almost like the lowest zombies in Raccoon City. A mere 10 seconds was not enough for them to reach Donna's face. This girl must be struggling now. After all, death is just one pull of the trigger. Until the last moment, maybe she still has some hope in her heart. To be honest, Miss Watson was quite pleased that Donna was willing to run into the town with a weapon and try to find a way out instead of just pulling out a gun and blowing her head off in the church.

If the doctor wants to treat, the patient must cooperate, right?

Seeing the puppet master's desperate look, Miss Watson jumped up, and her knee-length maid skirt was blown up by the wind, revealing her long legs covered with white stockings. But under the entire scarlet sky, such a beautiful figure is so abrupt, like a pure angel who mistakenly entered hell. Of course, the monsters collectively ignored the Silent Hill administrator and continued to move crookedly towards their goal.

The first second she saw the white silk maid, Donna jumped up from the ground.

"woo woo woo woo--!!!"

This girl not only cries like a gorilla now, but also moves her hands and feet in a similar manner. I don’t know if it’s because of excessive physical exertion or because she’s too scared to walk. When this "doll monster" approached, Miss Watson raised her foot with an indifferent expression, and stepped on the opponent's shoulder with her leather shoes accurately: "Look at how dirty you are, don't put your hands up, I just changed the clothes."

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Upon hearing these words, Donna plopped down and knelt on the ground. Since there were no tears at all, the distorted and stretched facial features on his face were fully exposed. Coupled with the disheveled hair and mutated cysts, he looked like a zombie. At this moment, Donna was like a child who had gotten into trouble. She didn't know how to get forgiveness, so she could only collapse on the ground and cry. But the monsters around her were not considerate of the little girl and surrounded her step by step.

"Take me away! Take me away! Please!"

The doll Angie was unexpectedly clean. She ran to Miss Watson's legs and held her ankle pitifully: "I know I was wrong. I killed Grandpa the gardener. I killed many people. They are all mine." Wrong! I regret it so much, please take me away! I don’t want to die, let me be your servant, your slave! Anything is good! I am willing to do anything!"

"Didn't you just call me a bad woman?"

Snapped!

Anji gave himself a slap first, and then punched his face as hard as he could: "I have a bad mouth! This is all because of my bad mouth! I am a disobedient bad boy! I will beat myself up and I will never say anything again. No! Please forgive me! I will never speak ill of you again..."

Miss Watson was not going to hear any more.

She grabbed the doll with one hand, lifted Donna with the other, and jumped up to the roof in a few steps. Miss Puppeteer stretched out her hand to hug her, but Miss Watson pushed like lightning, and Donna found herself being held and suspended in the air. Five or six meters below their feet was where the two of them were originally standing, but as the distance between the monsters narrowed, the encirclement was rapidly shrinking. Within a few seconds, dozens of twisted arms of different lengths were stretched out below, trying to reach the soles of Donna's feet.

"No! Don't ah ah ah ah!!!"

Donna kicked her legs and feet wildly, using her last bit of strength to grab the hand in front of her, but she couldn't break free at all. She could only widen her only left eye, and let out a shrill howl from her throat. At this moment, the intersection below changed. As if influenced by this desperate mood, dozens of puppet monsters began to stick together, forming a human centipede about seven or eight meters high between the worn plastic shell and the entanglement of flesh and blood.

Throwing her wrist upward, Miss Watson turned Donna in her hand so that she could see the human centipede: "I have to praise you, you are really fascinated by dolls, aren't you? Even the monster in your heart They are all so unique.”

The puppet master trembled all over and fainted.

Are you scared to death?

Miss Watson turned the other person's face and looked at the doll Angie in her hand. Indeed, there was no movement at all. But the human centipede in front has already launched an attack, and an arm knife is slashing towards this side. Miss Watson dropped Angie and used her teeth to tear off the lace sleeve on her right hand. In just a short moment, her entire right forearm transformed into a long blade of black light.

Nearly.

Compared to this giant monster, the two people on the roof seemed so small. The rusty arm knife quickly cut into front of her eyes. Miss Watson pulled Donna's body back and took a slight step back to avoid the attack. But the Human Centipede doesn't just have one arm, as a second attack follows. Ms. Watson, who was already prepared, tilted the black light blade forward, but this time, the expected attack did not appear. The skin, flesh and shell of the monster began to peel off and spread like ashes. The surrounding skeleton buildings were completely opposite. The scene of going back in time appeared again. The walls began to be replenished. Along with the sound of air raid sirens, the scarlet sky quickly disappeared and was replaced by a vast white mist.

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder the protagonists of "Silent Hill" can sleep safely until they wake up every time they faint. After they fainted together, the 'other world' would immediately end? After looking at the inexplicably reduced number of doll monsters at the intersection for a while, Miss Watson grabbed the doll Angie and looked carefully at the ugly head. As soon as Donna pulled it, the doll also shut down, and there was no movement at the moment.

Miss Watson felt she had touched part of the workings of Silent Hill.

When a person faints, his ability to think is basically zero, and more activities occur at the subconscious level, so it will not cause any drastic changes in emotions. Judging from what just happened, the degree of danger in Silent Hill is obviously closely related to this. The more extreme the emotion, the easier it is to trigger corresponding changes.

But it is easy to find counterexamples to this conjecture. After all, when Donna entered Silent Hill from the Benevento mansion, her mood was not very extreme. However, the air raid sirens immediately sounded, and then the whole town entered the other world. .

To give another example, let’s take Bucky the Winter Soldier, who has already cleared the game. Even if he completely loses his memory at first, as a battle-hardened elite killer and warrior, his mood swings should not be too strong. The more dangerous the moment, the calmer he becomes.

and……

Since coming to Silent Hill, the Winter Soldier has indeed never turned over in a battle. This guy even went crazy once and killed the entire small square with blood and flesh.

While carrying Donna back to the church, Miss Watson continued to think.

She quickly came to a new conclusion.

As long as the "patient" comes in, the air raid siren will sound sooner or later, and monsters will appear sooner or later. Silent Hill will definitely use this method to actively stimulate patients, induce fluctuations in their mental state, and draw "energy" from them. After that, the direction in which things will develop, and even the combat effectiveness when the "big BOSS" appears, may largely depend on the patient's mental state at that time. But a new question arises here: If I am completely surrounded, can I take the opportunity to escape from danger if I deliberately knock myself out?

Wake up, clean!

So is there a difference between actively fainting and passive fainting?

Well... I can only find a few unlucky people to experiment a few more times in the future.

"I didn't expect you to give me a little surprise."

Finding a random bench in the church, Miss Watson pulled out a rag from the ammunition box and put Donna's head on her lap. Looking at the dirty face on her legs, she picked up a corner of the rag and began to wipe it gently. According to Miss Watson's idea, when Donna wakes up from this comfortable state and finds that she is out of danger and her head is still resting comfortably on a pair of soft thighs, she will definitely feel a huge amount of gratitude to herself.

Educating children means taking turns with sticks and candies.

I'm such a good mother!

Miss Watson gently stroked Donna's forehead. The disgusting mutant cyst became more and more pleasing to the eye, and she even had the urge to kiss her forehead. Then she was stunned. What was going on with this inexplicable but familiar affection? Blinking her eyes, Miss Watson slapped her forehead, feeling ashamed and angry: "You're so good Miranda, you haven't forgotten to seduce me even after you die!"

"You didn't see anything! Do you understand?!"

The military hand ax was instantly pressed against the slender neck of the doll Anji. The little doll tilted its head and its half-drooped eyes looked like a completely dead thing. Miss Watson stared at the baby for a while, then put the ax away again. She continued to look at Donna's face, was silent for a while, and turned the doll Angie 180 degrees to prevent the ugly face from looking here.

Anyway, I have nothing to do now.

Just to pass the time, just have fun.

Making an excuse in her mind, Miss Watson put her hand on Donna's head again, selectively forgetting that she was the one who caused her to be in such a miserable state, and continued to touch her with peace of mind. The mutated cyst in the right eye looked disgusting, but it felt soft and soft when pressed. It felt surprisingly good. However, Donna's expression was not good, her brows were furrowed and her eyelids were trembling slightly, as if she had fallen into some kind of terrible nightmare. After all, this girl is no longer a human being, so it might be possible to dream after she is in a coma.

How to do head massage?

Recalling the massage experience she had when she went to the barber shop to wash her hair in her last life, Miss Watson straightened her hands and pressed lightly with four fingers. The first step was to slowly move backwards along both sides of Donna's head; the second step was to use her thumbs. Press the temples, and move the remaining fingers from the forehead to the back of the head. In the next step, use your thumbs a little harder, aim at the back of the cochlea and the depressions on both sides of the neck, lift it up appropriately...knead and knead a few times. Minutes later, Donna's expression was obviously relieved.

It seems like I can make money giving massages in the future!

And just when Miss Watson was feeling happy, Donna woke up.

"what!"

A loud shout.

She was so frightened that she immediately ran away.

Anji on the side also turned around and hurriedly ran back to his master's arms. The frightened Donna stared and looked around for a while before she realized that she was in a church. Then she looked at the expressionless Miss Watson. She froze in place, not knowing how to react.

"It seems you don't want to lie down anymore."

Miss Watson stood up and shook the rag like a landlady tidying up a stall, shaking it until it crackled.

"No...no, I..." Donna trembled all over and sat down directly, unable to even speak coherently: "I really know I was wrong...please You, I was wrong! Don’t, ugh...please don’t torture me anymore..."

As she spoke, she even started to kneel down and kowtow.

"Ah stop————!"

Miss Watson rushed over, stretched out her hand to hold Donna's face, and then widened her eyes with a crazy expression: "Why are you so scared? The more scared you are, the less able you are to run away, do you understand? What difficulties do we encounter?" , don’t be afraid, face it with a smile! The best way to eliminate fear...is to face the fear! Persistence is victory, my baby, you have to persevere, okay I won’t tease you anymore.”

Dragging the dull-looking girl onto the bench again, Miss Watson retracted her hands: "Tell me, what did you encounter?"