Personality V: I will save everything

After hearing the gunshot, Kreacher, who was crawling desperately in the corridor, thought that the demon had been killed by Father Duke.

Thinking of this, Kreacher couldn't help but gain more strength and crawl towards the gate of the orphanage.

Kreacher had never thought of calling the police using the phone in the orphanage.

That old phone was full of noise in the receiver, but it was still barely enough for calling the police.

That's assuming the phone line isn't cut off.

That damn demon had ruined their only way to seek help in the orphanage.

Kreacher had to drag his mutilated legs to crawl towards the gate of the orphanage again.

Now that the demon is dead, the door should be open, right?

You will be saved soon...

With this belief, Kreacher crawled a little faster.

But when Kreacher came to the door, no matter how hard he turned the door handle, he could not open the door.

How is this going? !

Creech sat on the ground, leaning against the door and began to think. The dizziness caused by excessive blood loss kept his brain in chaos.

The joy of thinking he was saved disturbed his concentration. Only now did he become completely quiet and pay attention to the sounds around him.

If Father Duke really killed the demon, why didn't he come to find me?

At least he should be shouting in the corridor...

Why has there been no sound since that gunshot...

A terrifying thought began to spread in Kreacher's mind... It was not Father Duke who killed the devil, but the devil who killed Father Duke.

This idea was so terrifying that Kreacher tried his best to stop himself from thinking about it any more, out of his instinct to survive and out of his own self-deception.

But unfortunately, the voice he heard next did not allow him to deceive himself.

“The Sacred Heart, a dreadful hunting ground.

This is Sacred Heart Hospital, a frightening hunting ground.

The eeriest sounds are always around.

Weird sounds are always lingering around.

Children, stay away. Listen to what people say.

Kids, get out of here. Listen to what people are saying.

The dentist's waiting for his next prey.

The dentist is waiting for his next prey. "

It's that devil's song! He is actually alive! So that gunshot just now was...

Kreacher fully understood that what he thought was the trumpet of the victor was, in fact, Father Duke's dying cry.

Kreacher wanted to run away now, and he should run away too.

It's a pity that he has nowhere to escape. The door of the orphanage cannot be opened. The only direction he can escape now is the corridor of the orphanage, but the devil's voice came from the corridor of the orphanage.

There was nowhere for him to escape.

At the same time, Kreacher had no strength to escape. Extremely nervous and losing too much blood, Kreacher could only sit there and wait for death to come.

A revolving door even began to appear in front of Kreacher's eyes:

He has been living on the streets since he was a child, and has always resorted to intrigues to make ends meet. He has never received sincere kindness. The world is not as warm as he imagined for Kreacher.

Kreacher never believed in anyone. For a small person from a low-level background, whether it was family, friendship, or love, these were all illusory things.

Later, Kreacher founded "Sweet Home" and forced the orphans to use their physical disabilities to gain sympathy and beg and steal.

But there were only a few disabled children, so Kreacher had no choice but to do it himself.

Kreacher would never forget the screams of those children when he broke their arms.

But even so, until now, Kreacher still feels that he is not wrong. What can he do? If he doesn't do this and doesn't let those children use their physical disabilities to gain sympathy from others and use this to deceive, those children will only starve to death on the streets.

Kreacher understood that he was born as a low-level person, so he would always be a low-level person.

Living is already a luxury, what can he do? !

Kreacher gradually lost strength and fell to the ground.

His vision was getting blurry, but the pain from the wound on his leg was still obvious.

It really hurts... Do those children feel the same way when their arms are broken by themselves?

Tears began to well up in Kreacher's eyes. He felt really sorry for those children.

It was not that Kreacher had never thought about it, he originally really wanted to run an orphanage, where all the children would love each other like brothers and sisters, have warm beds, and delicious food.

But how is that possible? Kreacher couldn't support himself, so how could he possibly support those children? !

It would be nice to give those children a bite to eat, it is better than letting them starve to death on the streets.

At this time, Kreacher suddenly discovered how his original intention of establishing an orphanage had become so unsightly.

What have you done in order to join the upper class and for your status as a "philanthropist"? !

I clearly knew that Baisha Lunatic Asylum was not a good place, so why did I still send the children there? !

Kreacher suddenly realized that he had been deceiving himself for so long.

I am so stupid, I am a villain.

The demon's figure was already approaching Kreacher, and he even saw the pair of shoes he stopped in front of him.

You're going to die, right?

Kreacher had given up struggling. He was lying on his side on the ground, motionless. His body was pale and without a trace of blood. His blood was almost drained.

Kreacher felt that his life was really ironic.

He is like an actor in an absurd comedy, including what he is thinking before he dies.

It's ridiculous. I have done so many excessive things to the children. Before I died, I was actually thinking about where those children had gone. They were not in the orphanage. Did they run away?

This is really... great...

Run as far away as possible, children, and never come back again.

Kreacher looked up at the demon.

The demon had always been wearing that wide hat, and it was only now that Kreacher looked up and finally discovered that the demon had a pair of red eyes, as red as blood.

But those eyes were not as warm as blood, but rather cold and biting.

That's right...

I have done so many wrong things that not even the devil can look down on me.

…………Three minutes ago…………

After Andrew shot Father Duke, he picked up his hat.

Before stuffing it back into the hat, Andrew carefully checked the ends of his hair to make sure there was no dust stuck to the floor, and then stuffed them back into the hat.

But since there was no mirror, Andrew wore the hat crookedly.

Andrew: (`‐w‐′) angry~

But then again, how long has it been since the man named Kreacher ran away just now?

Andrew took out the pocket watch he carried with him and checked the time carefully.

Three more minutes?

There are three minutes until the end of the game...

Although the game time is coming to an end, Andrew still has no intention of being anxious.

In fact, Andrew set the game time to ten minutes for his own reasons.

You know, Father Duke had one of his fingers cut off by Andrew, and he was also shot in the leg by Andrew. Kreacher was even more serious, one of his legs was basically chopped off by Andrew.

Without receiving systematic treatment, the two of them would definitely not be able to stop the bleeding from their wounds.

ten minutes……

Not the time limit of the game, but the countdown of their lives.

This is Andrew's real purpose. He wants to make them feel their greatest fear in the last ten minutes of their lives, and then welcome death in despair.

They could never escape.

Thinking of this, Andrew felt that he should go find the little mouse that escaped just now.

Just as Andrew was about to leave the room, he caught a glimpse of Father Duke lying on the ground.

Seriously, his expression right now is hilarious.

The joy of thinking that I had been forgiven, the regret when I heard Andrew say those words, and the confusion and confusion at the moment of death.

All these emotions were mixed together on one face, making Father Duke's current expression look both funny and ridiculous.

At the same time, Father Duke's eyes were still staring blankly in the direction of Andrew, as if he wanted to pray for God's forgiveness even after he died.

But... that's never possible.

Andrew walked forward silently and stood next to Father Duke's body.

This can be regarded as Andrew's last bit of kindness.

Andrew reached out and closed Father Duke's eyes.

Of course, that's all.

He neither straightened Father Duke's body nor closed his open mouth.

For such a filthy soul, Andrew's willingness to help him close his eyes was already the greatest kindness to him.

Then again.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but when Andrew was looking for Kreacher in the corridor, he kept feeling like there was something dirty on the two fingers he had just helped Father Duke close his eyes with.

Andrew kept rubbing his two fingers. After returning to the manor, he must take a good bath from top to bottom.

In less than half an hour in this orphanage, Andrew already felt that his whole body was dirty.

So disgusting.

If he hadn't wanted to complete the game, Andrew would have wanted to run back to the manor and wash his body with water.

Andrew felt like he was going to vomit.

Ahhhh... I can't continue thinking about it. If I continue to think about it... Andrew feels that his whole body is numb, as if there are countless cockroaches crawling all over his body.

Uh-huh... Goosebumps are almost coming out of Andrew's body.

Quickly think of something to change your focus.

By the way, um, let’s continue singing the song that I just sang halfway through.

"The dentist's waiting for his next prey...,

The dentist is waiting for his next prey...

The dentist's swamp, stay away...

Stay away from the dentist swamp…. "

Andrew continued to hum and look for Kreacher.

It's not that Andrew didn't try to find Kreacher through the blood stains on the floor and walls. profit

It's just that the floor and walls are now covered with blood stains left by Kreacher and Father Duke when they walked back and forth. These new and old blood stains are all mixed together, and Andrew can't tell which ones were originally left. , those are the newly retained ones.

Andrew decided not to look for it yet. He stood there and thought about it carefully. If he were Kreacher, where would he go?

The scene just before Kreacher walked away would definitely make him mistakenly think that Father Duke had won. Andrew was killed by Father Duke.

So, Kreacher's first reaction was definitely to get the phone to call the police, but the phone line had been cut off by Andrew in advance.

So the only place he can go now is... the gate of the orphanage.

Andrew slowly walked towards the gate of the orphanage. Walk leisurely, like taking a walk.

As Andrew gradually approached the door of the orphanage, he heard Kreacher's urgent breathing.

It seems that due to excessive blood loss, his body has begun to lack oxygen.

As Andrew walked, he began to imagine what Kreacher's expression would look like when he saw him?

Fear, surprise? Or will it be a ridiculous confession like Father Duke?

Curiosity drove Andrew to speed up his pace.

But what Andrew didn't expect was that when he actually saw Kreacher lying at the gate of the orphanage, he was lying at the gate of the orphanage with tears on his face.

Those were not tears of fear, nor tears of fear. Andrew thinks Kercher looks really weird now.

Curiosity drove Andrew to ask Kreacher what he was thinking about now.

Andrew knelt down next to Kreacher, poked his shoulder with the ax, and wanted to ask him something.

But unfortunately, Kreacher ran out of time.

Due to excessive blood loss, his body had become as pale as paper, and the blood in his body was far from enough to support his body functions.

Kreacher didn't care anymore. He didn't care what the demon in front of him wanted to do to him. He thought he was going to die soon and there was no chance for him to do anything to him.

Kreacher felt like he had won, he felt like a winner.

The demon wanted to slowly torture him to death, and wanted to see his fear and despair when facing death, then he would not be what he wanted.

Kreacher got the strength from nowhere and grabbed Andrew's front collar.

He shouted loudly like a flashback.

"I won!!!"