“Long long ago a tale was bron

A long time ago, legends were born leisurely.

In the mist,monsters roam

The mist covers the moon, and monsters roam the night;

A land of mistery,a hunting ground

A mysterious place, a hunting ground with bloody storms;”

Andrew hummed briskly while looking for Kreacher and Father Duke in the orphanage.

Where is my prey~~(^~^)

At dusk, almost no light shines into the orphanage. The quiet corridor, the silent orphanage, coupled with Andrew's weird singing voice.

Horror movies are visual.

Andrew looked for Kreacher and Father Duke carefully, cautiously and with great interest.

Andrew hummed this song on purpose. He just wanted Kreacher and Father Duke to hear his voice.

On the one hand, it is to increase the "fun" of the game. Finding people is too boring.

On the other hand, Andrew wanted them to taste the despair that those innocent children had experienced, and the fear of waiting for death to come step by step. He wanted these two scum to taste it.

That fact proves that Andrew has indeed caused Kreacher and Father Duke to suffer from a deep sense of fear and despair.

The strange nursery rhymes hummed and the sound of the ax scratching the floor and walls all stimulated the nerves of Kreacher and Father Duke.

But the fear in their hearts did not mean that they would sit still and wait for death. When the devil turned around and counted down, they ran into the kitchen as fast as they could and picked up the knives.

Although it was impossible for the knife full of rust marks and gaps in front of me to fight against the ax in the demon's hand, it was somewhat of a psychological comfort.

"Fuck! That damn devil!" Father Duke shouted loudly while tearing open his clothes and bandaging the wounds on his palms and legs.

At this time, Father Duke no longer wanted the virtue of a priest, he just wanted to live.

The same goes for Kreacher. He also tried his best to bandage the wound on his leg, but all his leg bones were cut off by Andrew, so he could only use two wooden bars as support and reluctantly reattached the leg. , of course, even if they managed to survive, Kreacher's leg would definitely not be saved.

The two of them reluctantly used some rags to bandage their wounds, but after all, they had not received formal treatment, and blood was still dripping on the floor.

"Damn it, that damn devil!" Kreacher cursed and looked at his own blood on the floor.

Suddenly, he thought about why this devil did this!

The reason for breaking one of his and Father Duke's legs may be to restrict their movement, but at the same time there is another factor, which is because there is no way there are any bandages or medicines for them to bandage in this orphanage, so the ground on the ground is The constant dripping of blood guided the demon in the best direction.

In that case... Kreacher has a good idea.

...............

"Heed the warning, let it be known.

Remember to heed the warnings and let its mystery unfold.

Don'te here, don't wander alone.

Don't come here, don't wander alone.

Behind the red bricks, blood's been shed.

Behind the red bricks, blood is flowing freely.

Take no chances, as evil unfolds.

Take no chances, for evil is spreading everywhere. "

Andrew sang as he slowly approached the hiding place of Kreacher and Father Duke.

Judging from the furnishings in this room, it should be a place for the orphans to sleep.

A "bed" made of wooden boards, rusty iron rods and sheets that had long since become moldy.

Moreover, the number of beds obviously did not match the number of orphans. It was obvious that several children were sleeping in one bed.

In this case, when they return to the manor, they must sleep on a big and spacious bed.

Andrew stared at the beds of these orphans, and his thoughts gradually began to wander.

Having said that, seeing as these children are so thin, the food they usually eat must not be very good. Looking back, do you want to go and take a look in the kitchen of the orphanage?

And the injuries on the children must have not been systematically treated.

oh………(??)

Andrew suddenly thought of a possibility, although he desperately wanted to deny it, it was not true.

But this is completely self-deception...

Those orphans are so young, and it is impossible to take them through systematic treatment in the orphanage. So when some children are disabled by Kreacher, will it happen...

Damn scum! ! ! Angry!!?(╬???)?

Andrew stood there, gritting his teeth angrily.

But this scene fell into the eyes of Kreacher and Father Duke, who had been hiding in the room for a long time. It became the best opportunity to strike.

Father Duke couldn't help but admire Kreacher. Although he had been trying his best to be the "dog leg" of the church, if this crisis passed successfully, Father Duke thought he would help the bishop. He said some kind words. Of course, just a sentence or two.

In fact, Kreacher's plan is very simple...

Since the demon relied on their dripping blood to determine the direction in which they were hiding, Kreacher thought of a way to deliberately use their blood to lure the demon into a room.

Then use soil, cloth, branches or anything else to temporarily block your wounds to prevent the blood from flowing down and lead the devil in the wrong direction.

Finally, Kreacher and Father Duke, who had been lurking in the room, were used to subdue the demon.

The plan seems perfect, but there is a very important prerequisite.

That was Andrew, who must have really judged their position by the blood dripping on their floor as Kreacher imagined.

in fact……

Andrew never looked for them seriously at all.

Andrew just wanted to take this opportunity to let the two scumbags experience the fear and despair those poor children had experienced.

Andrew is not afraid of the two of them escaping at all. Don't forget, the entire orphanage is now under Andrew's control. Andrew can keep them here for a lifetime without even thinking of running away.

And another little reminder, there is a reason why the game is limited to ten minutes, but what is the specific reason?

Haha...let's talk about it in ten minutes...(^_^)

…let’s turn our attention back to the present…

Kreacher and Father Duke thought that now was a golden opportunity. Sure enough, the demon began to check under the beds of each orphan based on their misguidance, but in fact they hid in the closet.

However, in reality, Andrew was just inspecting the beds the children were sleeping in and commenting on how poor the quality was.

Andrew stretched out a finger and gently pushed the bed in front of him.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..."

Andrew: (;一_一)………

"Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak... bang!" Andrew slapped the bed in front of him, almost breaking the whole bed apart.

Andrew ensures that anyone sleeping on this bed will experience seasickness even on land.

Andrew just touched it lightly with his fingers, and the bed legs that were originally at a 90-degree angle with the ground tilted directly to a 45-degree angle.

Andrew still didn't believe it and poked it back and forth a few times with his fingers, and finally couldn't bear it and slapped it hard on the bed.

Is this a place for people to sleep? ! ╰(‵□′)╯

Andrew squatted there and fumed.

Kreacher and Father Duke (thinking to themselves) quietly walked around behind Andrew.

Andrew, who realized this, stood still and didn't move, just playing with them.

What if Andrew discovered them? Of course it was because of their wounds. The strong smell of blood suddenly came from behind, and Andrew's nose was not fake.

Kreacher raised the stick in his hand high and hit Andrew hard on the back of the head.

But unfortunately, the blow was caught by Andrew's backhand before it landed.

As Andrew turned around, he stretched out his left arm and placed it across Kreacher's wrist. As long as it hit this spot, anything in the person's hand would come out instinctively due to the impact.

Sure enough, the stick in Kreacher's hand instantly fell to the spot.

"Get away!" Andrew kicked Kreacher away with one kick.

Andrew, who was angry, was worried that he had no sandbags to relieve his anger.

Andrew walked over to Kreacher, who was lying on the ground coughing, and aimed at his chest. When he was about to give him another heavy kick, suddenly! ! !

"Don't move!" Father Duke suddenly raised a reflective object and shouted at Andrew.

Andrew took a closer look. Isn't this the pistol he just threw near the orphanage gate?

That's right, when Father Duke and Kreacher were setting up the trap, he quietly ran to the orphanage gate and picked up the pistol.

It is estimated that this demon deliberately threw away the pistol in order to torture himself and Kreacher, but he probably did not expect that this pistol would eventually become the thing that buried him.

Father Duke, who thought he was sure of victory, had no intention of ending the demon's life with a single bullet.

The reason why he was in such embarrassment...yes, that's right...for the crime of hurting the priest, he must let this devil be criticized by everyone and stand on the gallows.

Father Duke raised his pistol high as if he were a victor, and ordered the devil in front of him to surrender obediently.

Sure enough, the demon in front of him stopped attacking. Kreacher also took advantage of this opportunity to get up from the ground, and then desperately crawled to the orphanage gate, hoping to seek help from the outside world.

After confirming that Kreacher had left the room, Andrew slowly walked towards Father Duke.

Andrews deliberately waited for Kreacher to leave before making the next move. After all...people can only feel the true and most painful despair when their hope is shattered.

Andrew smiled and slowly approached Father Duke's direction. His calm look seemed like he was walking in the garden in the afternoon.

However, the calmer Andrew became, the more frightened Father Duke became.

The pain of having his fingers chopped off by the demon in front of him and his right leg wounded with a gun was still vivid in his mind. Father Duke raised his pistol and ordered the devil not to come any closer.

But the demon in front of him, as if Father Duke didn't exist, was still slowly and steadily approaching Father Duke's direction.

Finally, Father Duke could not bear the pressure from his own soul and fired his pistol at the demon.

"Click..." The expected gunshot did not sound.

Father Duke pulled the trigger several times again without believing in evil.

It's a pity that all he got was...

"Click...click...click..."

Father Duke's whole body went limp. He had to accept the fact that there was no bullet in this pistol! ! !

Andrew slowly placed his palm over the muzzle of the gun.

Although the wide hat blocked Andrew's expression, Father Duke could still feel the pleasure of watching his prey continue to struggle.

Frustrated with embarrassment and extreme fear, Father Duke no longer wanted to care about anything. He could no longer think.

"Get away! You devil!!!" Father Duke pointed the gun in his hand directly at Andrew's head and hit it hard.

Of course, Andrew easily dodged such a large and obvious attack with a slight turn.

But the pistol did not hit Andrew's head, but hit Andrew's hat.

But there was nothing that could be done about it. The hat Andrew was wearing was indeed too big, and the pistol easily knocked it off.

Andrew's long white hair fell to the floor like a waterfall.

"Tsk..."

Andrew clicked his tongue dissatisfied. He just thought this place was too dirty (in every sense of the word) and he didn't want to get his hair dirty, so he kept stuffing his hair into the hat.

Andrew treasured his white hair, which was the most similar thing between him and the manor owner. He even grew his white hair longer just to look like the manor owner.

And to be honest, this white hair is his "Christmas gift"!

That's right, it's a Christmas gift. In order to show his long white hair to the manor owner at Christmas, Andrew endured it for nearly a year! ! ! He always wears a hat! ! !

God knows that in order to prevent the owner of the manor from seeing the clues, Andrew would always wear a hat no matter how hot the weather was.

He originally wanted to take off his hat in front of the manor owner at Christmas and show off his beautiful hair to the manor owner.

And Andrew grew his hair long not just for himself... but also for Carl...

Karl said he didn't care, but he had always been worried about his hair, why it was not white like the owner of the manor, but gray.

Andrew originally wanted to show off his white hair at the Christmas party, then cut it all off and make it into a wig for Carl.

It's okay now, because the Christmas gift that he worked so hard for so long was almost completely ruined by this scumbag in front of him! ! !

Andrew was going crazy.

But Father Duke also went crazy when he saw his white hair.

Father Duke was first shocked that the devil in front of him actually had white hair. Then looking at his appearance, Father Duke couldn't help but recognize him. He was actually a child of God! ! !

Then he began to repent, repenting of all the wrong things he had done.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, please, please." Father Duke quickly knelt on the ground and confessed to Andrew, confessed to the many wrong things he had done, and confessed to his past.

Looking at his current appearance, Andrew felt extremely ironic and disgusted.

Is this person repenting for his mistakes, or is he repenting for not being able to ascend to heaven?

The answer is obvious...

"I'm telling you, you don't really think that a few casual confessions can offset your faults." Andrew said, turning around silently.

Father Duke stared at the ground the whole time, not daring to raise his head. He could only kneel on the ground and keep repenting.

"Keep your head up."

Hearing Andrew say this, Father Duke thought that his confession had taken effect. He raised his head happily, and then followed.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out.

Andrew just turned around to pick up the pistol thrown by Father Duke.

There was indeed only one bullet in that pistol, and it had been used up just before injuring Father Duke.

but……

Just because there were no bullets in the gun, it didn't mean that there were no bullets in Andrew's body. He could just change the magazine to the gun.

Andrew's bullet hit Father Duke between the eyebrows. At the last second when he lost consciousness, he heard Andrew say this.

"Your soul is too dirty and will not be accepted by heaven."

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