[Comprehensive British and American] I open a haunted house in the superhero world

After driving Corey away, it was five o'clock in the afternoon.

West took a look, and after feeding the kittens, he searched with his mobile phone.

Corey said that he had a similar thing there, so no matter what, there will be no news on the Internet.

Sure enough, after a while he found news about the case from a social media.

The way this person died was exactly the same as theirs, they were all hung up, and then drained of all their blood.

Many people speculate that this is more like some kind of horrible religious ceremony than serial killing.

West also felt that he inexplicably remembered having such a memory in his mind—he once experienced a case very similar to this one.

But he couldn't remember it, and even if he did, it was probably when he was very young, and it was difficult to find traces.

While he was looking at these materials, he received a call from Bill.

"Hey?"

As soon as he gave a polite start, he heard the assistant on the other end of the phone say to him: "Joe asked you to go to the set tomorrow."

"What's wrong?" West was a little surprised, "Preparing to resume work so soon?"

"No." Bill said, "Joe found a magician who is said to be very powerful, and tomorrow he wants everyone to go to the set to exorcise demons."

West pouted and laughed again: "How dare he be serious?"

Bill was silent for a moment, then said, "You don't think he's joking?"

"No no, of course not," West said, "I mean... I thought it was a joke."

Isn't that a meaning?

In order to prevent the other party from continuing to struggle with this issue, West hurriedly said: "Okay, I promise, I will definitely arrive tomorrow."

After he chatted with Bill, Bill was a little worried about the current situation, and West comforted him.

When he hung up the phone, it was almost time to rest.

But he knocked on Clark's door, and unfortunately found that Clark hadn't returned after going out, and Xiao Krypton was still fostered at his home.

"So you're staying at my house tonight?" West said to Krypton.

He arranged Xiao Krypton to live in the same nest as Hall, and the cat was reluctant but had to agree.

When he was almost ready, he called Clark, saying that Xiao Krypton would stay at his house tonight, so he didn't need to worry, and then he lay down on the bed and went to sleep.

……

In his sleep, West vaguely felt something pulling his hands.

A strong tearing sensation spread from his limbs.

He opened his eyes abruptly, his eyes were pitch black, and he could only hear the cat's anxious neighing, which was the rapid barking of a dog, with his ears.

He tried to call his animal, but found something was blocking his mouth.

He wanted to move his limbs, but his body was like a heavy weight.

A cold sensation began to spread from his hands, and he felt pain—his wrist was cut open.

Then there are his arms.

He suddenly remembered the shadow killer.

"He came for us." This was what Corey said to him yesterday, but he didn't believe it.

And now he suddenly felt that it was the truth.

He immediately struggled violently, which made his hands bleed faster.But he didn't care, because he knew that if he didn't move, he would die faster.

During the struggle, his right hand was freed, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, his neck suddenly tightened, and his breathing was difficult. He turned his whole body towards the wall behind him, then flew up, and was hung on the wall.

He subconsciously grabbed his neck with his movable right hand, but surprisingly, there was nothing there.

The shadow of no substance strangled his throat, intending to kill him.

West didn't want to sit still, even if he didn't have anything, he would grab something to the side indiscriminately.

His hand broke the wall lamp next to him, and he accidentally touched the broken glass.

Shards of glass sliced ​​through his hands, stained with his blood.

Without even thinking about it, West picked up the piece of glass and quickly scratched it towards the restraint around his neck.

"what--"

A shrill cry sounded close to his ears, and then he felt his eyesight recover, and at the same time his neck loosened, and he fell back on the bed.

"Meow—" the domesticated kitten screamed and rushed towards West's back, while Little Krypton roared and rushed to the balcony, as if intending to block the shadow.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Hei Ying wanted to run away immediately.

After all, the kitten was too small and not fast enough. It barely grabbed one end of the shadow on the wall and tore off a piece without hesitation.

And Xiao Krypton failed to block the opponent, so he watched the shadow quickly slip into the darkness and disappear without a trace.

West sat on the spot panting until the kitten came up next to him meowing, resting its paw on West's lap reassuringly.

West squeezed out a smile: "Thank you."

The wounds on his hands stopped bleeding after Shadow left, but a deep mark remained on his neck.

"Wow." Xiao Krypton lay down next to West, dropped his sleeve and pulled him towards the door.

West understood what it meant immediately, but he shook his head and put his hand on Krypton's head.

"There's no need to let him know." West said in a low voice.

But the dog, which has always been smart and human, stubbornly bit his sleeve and dragged him outside at this time.

Even the obedient cat lay on his shoulder and meowed.

"Okay, okay." West couldn't beat them, or he didn't really want to beat them, "I'll go, I'll go, okay?"

By the way, he had to tell Clark what Corey had told him that afternoon.

He didn't even call Clark in advance, so he knocked on the novelist's door very rudely.

Who knew the door didn't open.

West was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly came back to his senses.

"Clark!" He knocked hard on the door, but even after he slammed it, the door didn't open.

There was only a window between his balcony and Clark's balcony.

West immediately made a decision and went back to his home.

When he reached the balcony, he looked at the distance between the two balconies—well, the distance between a window is still a little difficult for an ordinary person like him.

Fortunately, he pays attention to exercising for the role of Spider-Man - of course, that doesn't mean that he can directly climb walls like Spider-Man.

But at least he can guarantee that his arms won't make him unable to hold on to support.

Thinking about it, he climbed onto the windowsill.

He subconsciously glanced at the ground, and his first feeling was——Fortunately, their house is not too high, and it is certain that he will break his leg if he falls, and if he is lucky, he should be able to survive.

But he wasn't so scared because it was what he had to do.

Taking a deep breath, he comforted the two small animals on the balcony, grabbed the railing, and crawled carefully along the wall.

Although the building was not too high, he didn't want to lose his own leg, so he climbed very carefully.

He silently said don't be afraid, don't be afraid, even if he fell, he would just break his leg. Under this mentality, West actually successfully climbed to the opposite side.

Smashed Clark's window with the hammer at the ready, and jumped in grabbing the edge of the window.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then couldn't help but glanced out of the window.

Looking back now, it is still very high!

West shook his head, then quickly entered Clark's room.

There were traces of the fight all around, messy things smashed to the ground, and a lot of blood.

He raised his heart and searched everywhere for Clark's whereabouts, and finally he saw Clark lying unconscious on the ground in the living room.

He rushed over quickly, took Clark's hand, and found that he had a wound on his hand and the same wound as West on his neck.It's just that compared to West's, his was deeper and more blood flowed, almost staining half of his clothes red.

Why would Clark...

He should have come to see Clark as soon as he found out that he wasn't home in the afternoon!

His heart was beating fast, and he reached out to touch Clark's neck.

Take a long breath, fortunately, Clark still has a pulse.

"Clark, Clark!" West slapped his face, trying to wake him up, but the bloody man didn't wake up.

After such a large area of ​​blood loss, he was able to survive because of his good health.

At this time, we must go to the hospital.

West quickly picked up Clark on his back, dragged the taller man to the basement, and drove him to the hospital.

Along the way, he talked to Clark ramblingly, and he couldn't remember what he said, but he remembered that he begged Clark repeatedly—don't die, don't die.

In fact, he didn't know if it was useful, but people in TV shows always used this method to help injured people stay awake so that they could live.

The first time he arrived at the hospital, he grabbed anyone in a white coat and shouted incoherently at him: "Doctor, my friend is dying..."

When Clark pushed into the emergency room, he seemed to be still in a dream, his mind was dizzy, and only Clark was left with blood on his body.

He is Superman, how could he die?

West thought silently while sitting on the bench outside the hospital.

At this time, a nurse came over to West and said, "Sir, come with me to treat the wound."

It was only then that West felt the tingling pain on his palm—the wound that had been scratched by the glass before had been torn apart during the strenuous exercise, and at this time he showed his existence through the pain.

And like Clark, he was also covered in blood, and his whole body revealed a mess from the inside out.

While bandaging the wound on his hand, the nurse carefully asked him if he needed to call the police.

And West shook his head, but did not answer.

While sitting on the bench and continuing to wait for Clark to come out, he heard the phone ringing continuously.

But he didn't answer the phone - because he couldn't even tell if it was his call.

His heart was in a mess, and he kept begging to a mysterious existence hidden in his mind—please give in to death.

What brought him back to his senses was not the news that Clark had come out of the emergency room, but the hurried footsteps of another person.

Tony heaved a sigh of relief when he saw West at the first glance, and then he said in a scolding tone full of concern: "What happened? Why did you come to the hospital?"

Tony has been monitoring West's position so that he knows if the other party is in danger.

West looked up, and he looked at Tony.

At this moment, he felt his heart calm down, a kind of grievance that he didn't know whether it was the rest of his life or suffering, and he said to Tony quickly, "Tony...Clark was injured."

"What?" Tony said in surprise, "Clark Kent? Superman here?"

West didn't want to explain Clark's questions about Superman fans, he just nodded.

"Listen." Tony squatted in front of West and said seriously, "He's Superman, he's Superman, he'll be fine."

He stretched out his hand and patted West's head, like every senior who comforts a younger generation.

West suddenly wanted to cry, his hands were bandaged, and Clark was in the emergency room.

And he didn't even know how or why it all happened?

"Hey hey, listen to the little boss." Tony got up and grabbed his shoulder and said, "You can't lose hope, you have to believe in Clark, he is a superman, he is a god on earth."

"But he's a fake Superman, he's just a Superman fan." West finally said.

Tony slowly opened his eyes wide: "God, haven't you remembered yet?"

He grabbed West's shoulder: "You must remember, West! Clark is not a fake Superman, he is a real Superman! Very powerful! And I am Tony Stark, and I am Iron Man."

West just shook his head, Iron Man is just a character in Marvel, just like he played Spider-Man, it is also a character, even if that character originally belonged to...

He continued to shake his head, his mind was unwilling to think about these things.

"Listen little boss," Tony said, "this isn't our world, and you can't deny it."

West stared at him when his phone rang.

It's Bill.

Tony watched West pick up the phone, almost hitting the wall in frustration.

On the phone, Bill asked West: "Why haven't you been to the set yet? I went to your house to look for you and you weren't there?"

West replied in a low voice, "I'm in the hospital."

"What, what happened?" Bill asked immediately, "God, tell me where I am, and I'll be right there."

West said and reported the address to Bill.

After he hung up the phone, Tony said to West with a serious face: "Listen, little boss, no matter what you have experienced in this world, what you have heard, or who you have bonded with, it is all fake. ——Of course, except for Clark Kent, because he is an outsider in this world like us."

West was noncommittal.

He has experienced so much in this world, and has so many beautiful or unfortunate memories, which cannot be explained by Tony in a sentence or two.

Tony cursed damn it.

He didn't know how to explain it to West—he was the first to realize that it was a dream.

Maybe it's because his body was injected with Extremis before he died - a virus that turned his brain into a half-computer.

The virus didn't show his function when he was still in the soul state, but when he returned to the human body, it finally started to work.

He discovered his anomaly at the first time, and found out the reason for the anomaly from the semi-computer - there are two memories in his mind, one belongs to Tony Stark, and the other belongs to Robert Downey Jr.

Obviously, considering the fact that he has an extra computer in his head, Tony can easily find that this is not his world.

But he couldn't explain to West, because he couldn't dig out his brain and show him.

West persisted in not believing it, and Tony had no choice.

At this time, something Tony was more reluctant to do happened. West's assistant came.

More connection to the world would make him more and more in denial of the fact that the world was fake, which Tony was reluctant to do.

But in the next second he found that luck had come, Bill didn't come alone, standing behind him was a person whom Tony hated but had to admit that he could make a difference - Rocky.

When Loki saw Tony, he twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, and that nasty smile made Tony sure at a glance—this is not the actor Tom Hiddleston, this is Loki.

"This is Mr. Rocky." Bill said to him, "He is a magician invited by Joe. He was a little worried after hearing about you, so let's come and have a look together."

West turned his head to look at the man who called himself Loki—would anyone have the same name as the Nordic evil god?This should be a stage name, right?

Then after he saw it clearly, he was surprised to find that this person was exactly the same as Tom who played Loki in the movie—it was almost like the arrival of Loki in the movie.

Loki held out a finger, gesturing to silence him.

"He looks a lot like Tom. We were all surprised at the first moment." Bill looked at West worriedly after speaking, "So what happened to you?"

West didn't answer, his eyes still fell on Loki.

"V? V?"

"Mr. West should be in a trouble." Loki narrowed his eyes, pretending to be mysterious and said, "He didn't die, but the person he cared about died because of him."

"You're talking nonsense." West subconsciously retorted, "He's not dead yet."

"But dying, isn't it?" Loki said leisurely, "You know he's dying, but you refuse to admit it."

West suddenly raised his head and looked at Loki.

Bill looked at Loki suspiciously and then at West. Just as he was about to ask something, Tony called his assistant over and took him away.

For a moment, the whole place was just West, Tony, and Rocky.

"You're dreaming," Loki said almost immediately.

"What are you talking about?" West asked back.

"I'm a magician, the owner of the haunted house." Loki raised the corner of his mouth, "so I'm familiar with the fluctuation of magic, you are dreaming, and your dream involves the whole haunted house—although you are forced to."

Even Tony looked at Loki - he is not a magician, so he knows this is not his world, but he doesn't know where it is.

"I have lived here for more than 20 years." West said calmly, "I know if my world is a dream."

"Then do you want him dead?" Loki caught everyone present with a sentence, "Do you want Clark Kent, do you want Superman dead?"

"Don't deny it, dear." Before West could speak, Loki suddenly took a step forward, raised his chin, and said in a soft and sweet voice, "You know that Clark Kent is dying, because you know He's going to die, isn't he, Tony?"

Tony, who was poked suddenly, didn't show any surprise, he just kept silent, and then restrained himself from speaking.

"Don't tell me you haven't investigated anything here." Loki suddenly turned cold, "Do you know what I hate most about you humans? Hypocrisy! When you didn't know this was his dream world, didn't you It was a pleasure to investigate the case, to investigate him—when you find out that there really is a Westerbryan here."

West looked at Tony subconsciously, and found a trace of guilt on Iron Man's face: "I'm sorry West, I didn't consciously explore your secret."

"I don't have any secrets." West said calmly, "My life is all written on the Internet."

Yes, he never lied, his orphan status, his adoptive mother, everything about him was made public.

In every interview, he never tells a false past.

"Really?" Loki said in a low voice. "And... the shadow? The orphanage's shadow?"

West swallowed, his head ached violently.

A part of him clamored angrily to sentence Loki to death!

The other part gently said forget it, you just admit it.

"Enough." Tony interrupted Loki, and then said, "West, 16 years ago, the same case happened in the orphanage where you were."

Memories hit West's head like a floodgate, and he had to force himself to channel those damned messy memories.

As West was forced to accept those memories, a thought flashed through his mind—they couldn't see more.

"I admit it." After a while, West finally said with a pale face, "I have experienced this case once, and the murderer...is my brother."

Most of the children who will be thrown into the orphanage are disabled-many of the non-disabled children are sold directly by their parents.

West and his older brother were thrown into the orphanage because of their disabilities—supposedly because of their faces.

The orphanage teacher who taught him later told him that no one wanted to get close to the two of them at first, and everyone thought they were monsters.

It's all because of them - no face, just a mouth.

A newborn child without a face is simply more of a monster than a monster.

But it was such a child who was thrown into the orphanage and grew up stumbled.

After arriving in the orphanage, they changed almost every day. They gradually grew eyes and noses... within half a month, they became normal people.

It's just that they grow in different directions. West is more beautiful the longer he grows, while his brother is... the longer he is, the uglier he is.

How do you say ugly?It's just a glance, it will make people tremble with fear, and they don't even dare to bully him.

People in the orphanage said that one of them was an angel and the other was a devil, almost like two extremes created by the world.

West didn't think so, he felt that they were close, like shadows of each other.

Until a murder broke out in the orphanage.

First, a teacher who forced Wester to do more things because of his good temper was hanged on the wall, drained alive and bled to death.

Then there was the older kid who tried to do something to West, the same way of death, the same drain of blood.

And then there's the kid who stole West's things...

Everyone who died had some kind of relationship with West, which made West suspected of being the murderer for a while.

It was later discovered that the murderer was his brother, after he was run over by West while trying to bleed a man.

He confronted his brother loudly, asking him why he did that.

His brother replied: "You are like a machine, you are submissive, no matter what anyone asks you to do, you never refuse, but we are each other, I will not allow you to do this."

That was the last person he killed, and then he ran away and disappeared from West's life.

A few months later, his adoptive mother came to the orphanage and said to him, "I should adopt two children."

"He ran away, ma'am." West could only answer so honestly.

Then the woman in a black top and jeans bent over him and said, "It's okay, one is right too."

After that, he left his brother forever in the memory.

Until now Loki forcefully mentioned it.

West took a deep breath, and he knew that Tony and Loki did know—maybe not that much, but they did.

"West." Loki suppressed his voice, "This is your dream, you are the master of this world, and the murderer is your subconscious fear, but someone wants to use your fear to kill us and kill us." Die yourself. You must clearly remember who we are and who you are, so that you can break that person's magic and save yourself and us."

So who is he?

"Clark Kent is dying. In this world, if he dies, he is really dead." Loki emphasized his tone and continued, "If he died, you killed him. You have to remember, he With the Man of Steel, you must give him the Man of Steel back."

Many images flashed through West's mind in an instant.

There are Tony, Hall, Corey, and Clark in the picture...

There are many people who surround West and go on adventures with West.

He saw a clown holding a balloon, a talking puppet, an exquisite portrait of a woman, and animals in the resurrected town...

Finally he sees a haunted house waiting to be opened.

……

West jerked his eyes open, and grabbed the person beside him.

Those blood-red eyes looked at West faintly, as if he was not surprised that he woke up.

"Cain." West chewed on the name, his voice was so soft that no emotion could be heard.

At this time, Cain, who was sitting beside him, raised the corners of his mouth and showed an elegant and bloodthirsty smile: "Yes, I am Cain."

[Congratulations to the host for completing the task: breaking the dream barrier. 】

[Reward: Character Card x1]

[Congratulations to the host for completing the task: looking for forgotten memories. 】

[Reward: Silver Cross Necklace x1]

[Congratulations to the host for completing the task: half body. 】

[Reward: Faceless Doll x20]

[Congratulations to the host for completing the task: Find the conspirators]

[Reward: Shadow Dagger x1]

[Issuing mission: Ask the host to solve the conspirators immediately, kill or make the other party surrender, you can choose one of the two. 】

[Reward: Eternal Blood recovered from God x1]