Withered

The air is very dull tonight, it seems that there is a heavy rainstorm, and a muffled thunder splits the sky. Mr. Cullens suddenly wakes up. He wipes the sweat from his forehead and turns over to see that his wife is not sleeping beside him. He was a little surprised, lit the candlestick, walked out of the bedroom, and shouted: "Bessie? Bessie? Where are you?"

"Click", there was the sound of a heavy object falling from the kitchen, Mr. Cullens frowned, he took the candlestick and walked towards the kitchen, Bessie opened the kitchen door, she was wearing loose white pajamas , with hair disheveled over his shoulders, Mr. Cullens was frightened and asked: "Bessie, what are you doing in the kitchen?"

"I just feel a little hungry, so I came to the kitchen to look for something to eat." Bessie said with a smile.

Mr. Cullens heard the old man in the town say that pregnant women always feel hungry, which is normal. He said, "What do you want to eat? I'll ask the cook to cook it for you." Of course he didn't realize that Bessie's smile was forced , and said to himself: "It's so late, the ingredients may not be enough, and there must be nothing that suits you. You can only eat a little."

Bessie trembled her lips and said, "No, Cullens, you go back to your room... I'll go and find the cook myself."

"It's okay, you go back to rest first." Mr. Cullens stretched out his hand to help Bessie, suddenly a flash of lightning, and a loud thunder frightened him to support the wall, and whispered: "Oh my god, what the hell is this?" weather."

"Culence, you go back first, trust me, I can handle it myself." After Bessie finished speaking, she suddenly trembled and leaned against the door frame, sobbing softly.

Mr. Cullens finally realized that something was wrong with Bessie. He frowned suspiciously and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Another flash of lightning passed, and Mr. Cullens finally saw the scene in the kitchen-limbs were piled up on the ground, a pool of red blood seeped into the floor, and the head of a long-haired woman fell on the floor. It might be him. From the voice he heard just now, he even had a hunch that the head belonged to the cook who had worked in the Cullens family for more than ten years. She must have pain and disbelief on her face, just like his expression now.

Mr. Cullens held the candlestick tightly and opened his mouth wide, but he could only take small breaths. He asked in a low voice, "Bessie, did you kill her?"

Bessie covered her face, her hands were bloody red, she sobbed and said, "No, no, I didn't mean to, I don't know what happened to me..."

Mr. Cullens held back his fear and walked slowly into the kitchen. Under the light brought by the candlestick, the dismembered pieces of meat were placed in a large basin, and the remaining limbs on the ground were the next target.Mr. Cullens felt a throbbing pain in his stomach. He turned to look at Bessie. Bessie wanted to kneel on the ground, but her big belly didn't allow her. With a look of despair on her face, she said, "Culence, I killed someone, let me kill you." I'm going to the cell."

Mr. Cullens pointed to the candlestick and picked up the big knife.

Bessie said bitterly: "Send me to the gallows, please."

Mr. Cullens didn't listen to her anymore. He used the knife to continue what Bessie hadn't done, even though he felt very painful and had to do so.Another flash of lightning passed by, and in a hurry, he cut his own finger, and blood flowed out from the wound, but he couldn't care about it now, the only feeling left on his body was sweat.

"No...Culence, you're hurt." Bessie swallowed, smelling the fresh blood in the air, and said.

"It's not a big deal." Mr. Cullens didn't look up, he continued to move his hands, so of course he wouldn't see Bessie's distorted expression behind him, she was about to be torn into two people, one desperately encouraged her Go drink, drink more delicious blood, one desperately stops her, cries and begs her to come back to her senses and stop doing hurtful things.

"No, no." Bessie's face was full of tears, and the pain was burning her whole body, and she couldn't do without the antidote.She walked slowly towards Mr. Cullens, and inside her it was clear that the first man had won.

Nosley and Morton arrived at Cullens' house in a carriage. The air was dull, as if he was suppressing something. Nosley knocked on the door and shouted. Morton looked at the house indifferently and said softly, "It's too late. "

The door inside the house was opened. Bessie was wearing a dark red dress and was holding a black thing. She smiled softly, and stood by the door across the yard, asking: "It's so late, Nosley , what's the matter with you?"

Nosley's eyes widened and he asked, "What are you holding?"

Bessie looked at the thing in her hand lovingly and asked, "Is this what you mean?"

"There's no one alive in this house but her," Morton told Knowsley.

"This is Cullens," said Bessie.She carried it to the yard, put it on the ground, and then went to open the door of the yard. Nosley smelled the strong smell of blood on her body, and she said, "I'm going to take out his other parts, wait for me .”

She lifted her skirt and walked happily, like a girl eager to share her secrets with others, she quickly knocked out some human body parts from the house, blood dripped on the ground along her fingers, she put Put the thing on the ground, and said softly: "Culence, don't be afraid, I don't know why I tore you up, I will help you put it back together and sew it with a needle and thread, don't worry."

"Oh no, it's the maid's, not yours," said Bessie, picking out a hand, and throwing it out.

The hand rolled down at Nosley's feet, and a flash of lightning passed by. Nosley saw Bessie's strangely satisfied smile on his face. He took a few steps back and almost retched. Morton helped hold him.

"There are still a few." Bessie didn't put together a complete Mr. Cullens. She was a little worried, looked up at Nosley, her eyes lit up, and said, "Nosley, lend me your hand to spell it out." , okay?"

Nosley covered his mouth, his mind was blank now, he couldn't say anything, God, he hoped this was just a nightmare, and he would wake up from the dream with another sound of muffled thunder, this is the only time in his heart Prayed to God with all my heart, but obviously it didn't work.

"Culence can't be without hands." Bessie burst into tears suddenly, her open mouth was covered with bright red blood including her teeth.She rushed towards Nosley suddenly, that speed was not what a pregnant woman would have. Before Nosley could react, she was suddenly bounced away by a force, rolled to the stone steps and stopped, clutching her stomach cried out.