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

The sunny ones on the coffee table are nothing compared to the ones under the coffee table.

"What's going on, Jody?" Harris asked.

"look by youself."

When Harris heard the words, he also squatted down.

For a moment, he was also overwhelmed by the dense scene.

Jody simply turned the coffee table over, and as soon as it was turned over, the children's paintings in the dark style fell to the ground one after another.

For a moment, he almost had trypophobia.

All are children's drawings, not only on the ground, but also on the base of the tea table.

Jody just glanced at it casually, and the physiological cold sweat couldn't help flowing down.

It's hard to say what kind of feeling it is, just watching the moment, you will feel that you are standing on the verge of hell.

Most of these paintings are gloomy and crazy in style. Compared with the ones Jody just picked up, some pictures are darker, which makes people feel scared at first sight.

But unexpectedly has a fatal attraction.

Jody's body moved forward uncontrollably, picking up the two paintings closest to him.

One of them is still the picture of the family of four standing in front of the house, but this time the background of the painting is black, with a red sun hanging in the sky, and each of the four people in the painting is holding a A white balloon.

No expression was drawn on the face of the stick figure, only two arcs were drawn on the face of the shortest child, as if it was a smile.

Turning it over, there was an obviously ordinary sentence written on the back of the paper, but it made both of them shudder at the same time.

[You like the red balloon I sent. 】

Why is it red?The balloon on the painting is obviously white.

Including the half-red and half-white balloon in the previous painting, it also makes people feel strange.

There was something odd about those balloons, Jody and Harris thought at the same time.

Jody looked at all the paintings. Most of those paintings were about a family of four. The theme of the paintings was similar to the bright version on the coffee table, but the background of each picture became dark.

One of them particularly attracted Jody's attention, and he couldn't look away almost the moment he saw it.In that painting, a family is sitting in the living room, and there are still white balloons beside them, but instead of holding them in their hands, the white balloons are wrapped around their necks, as if trying to strangle them to death.

Unlike other paintings, the stick figures in this one have expressions.

Very vivid smiles, as if having balloon strings around their necks made them happy.

Such a bright smile forms a strong contrast with the gloomy background of the painting. No one will feel happy because of this smile, only feel...pain.

On the back of the painting is written——

[You have to raise your head. 】

For a moment, Jody almost looked up.

There is a strong desire in his heart to look up, look up, just look at it.

But the experience when he first came in frightened him, and his reason told him repeatedly, don't look up, don't look up.

He just wanted to tell Harris not to look up, when Harris said, "Jody, look up there."

Jody turned his head and found that Harris looked up at the ceiling as said in the painting.

His expression was shocked, as if frightened by something.

No, you can't see it.

He restrained his strong desire to look up and lowered his head.

"Jordy?" Harris noticed that he was not moving, looked down at Jody, and found that he was pressing his head and not moving, "What's wrong with you? Don't you look?"

"No...can't watch!" Jody said restrainedly, it is extremely difficult to fight against instinct.

"That's nothing," Harris said. "What's wrong with you? Scared?"

No, you can't see it.

"Well, since you don't want to see it, then don't watch it. Let me tell you what I saw." Harris took a deep breath, as if calming his heartbeat, "Balloons, there are all balloons on them, red ones .”

What?Jody almost couldn't control his urge to look up. The balloon was their mission goal, and no one could remain absolutely calm when facing the mission goal.

But he still controlled it, and the strong sense of crisis made him restrain himself before his body instinctively acted.

Fortunately, Harris didn't ask Jody to look up. He jumped up and took a red balloon from the ceiling.

The red balloon floated in his hand, and Jody could clearly see the bright blood-like color.

That's really...

beautiful.

Jody subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but when Harris was about to hand him the balloon, he suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter?" Harris asked, frowning. He looked at Jody puzzled, wondering why he flinched so many times today.

They are all members of S.H.I.E.L.D., so they are well-informed. Why would they retreat in a haunted house?

"Let's not talk about whether there is a problem here. Even if there is a problem, we still have guns in our hands, so we are not incapable of resisting." Harris comforted Jody, "Why are you so afraid?"

Jody shook his head. If he was afraid, he wouldn't be enough. He was just... disturbed.

Totally uneasy.

But if you ask him why he is disturbed, he cannot tell himself.

It's just that this place is so depressing, so depressing that it's hard for him to breathe.

Is it dark in here?No, it's very bright, in fact it's well lit, it hardly looks like a haunted house.

But it just wasn't right.

Just like the painting in his hand, it should be bright and vivid, but it makes people feel cold.

The scarecrow at the door, the salt on the window, the red balloon in the painting...every seemingly ordinary item seems to be not so ordinary here.

What does the line written on the back of the child's drawing mean?Who are they referring to?A family of four in the painting?

The picture of the balloon rope falling into the red water pool was particularly terrifying, and Jody couldn't help but have bad guesses in his mind.

That red pool of water...could it be blood?

The half-white and half-red balloon seemed to be half-dyed after absorbing blood, and the rope was the blood-sucking tube.

A family of four moved into a new home, then the parents and one child were killed, and only the youngest survived.

Who killed it?Combined with the background of this story, Jody would think it was Pennywise the Clown.

Who sent the balloons?Pennywise?

"Well, it doesn't matter if you don't want to take it, but at least we have to take two away." Harris said helplessly, "The director said, eight people, eight balloons, if there is no accident, one person has one, At least we should take two away, and we can't delay the director's mission because of fear."

Harris has a point, he was so unprofessional in doing it, how could he forget his mission because he was upset?

"Help me hold it for a while, and I'll take another one down. I'll hold both balloons later, okay?" Harris said, "Anyway, that's right. I've already taken one. According to the rules, you can't take the egg. The convention of putting a basket, and we can't both hold balloons."

Harris is really a very kind and gentle person, Jody suddenly thought of this idea.

He felt guilty for his hesitation and retreat, he shouldn't be like this...too timid.

This thought made him subconsciously reach out and take the balloon.

Harris smiled, jumped up again, and took another balloon from the ceiling.

He tied two balloons to his hands, and said to Jody, "Come on."

The two of them had searched the living room, and Jody thought they should go upstairs, and Harris thought so too.

In the process of going upstairs, he has been careful to avoid the ceiling, and never let his line of sight have any chance to touch the ceiling.

The strange thing is that he doesn't have the slightest urge to look at the ceiling now.

The two of them walked upstairs.

Picture.

More paintings than below.

There are paintings all over the walls.

Once on the ground, the first thing Jody saw was the painting.

The overwhelming paintings rushed towards him, Jody. These paintings seemed to surround people, gloomy and dim.

Bloody smell.

Among the overwhelming ink, Jody could smell the smell of blood keenly.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and tore off a painting.

There are words on the back?

In an instant, as if he suddenly knew what to do, he tore down the paintings on the wall one by one.

[They like the red balloons I sent. 】

【They don't like the red balloons I sent. 】

[They should be damned! 】

[Damn it!Damn it!Damn it! 】

Childish way of writing, writing the most cruel words.

Jody stepped back, accidentally stepped on something, and fell to the ground.

Then he saw that he had stepped on something just now, which turned out to be a clipped newspaper.

Newspapers were pasted behind a painting, as if someone had hidden it on purpose.

There is a huge title on it: [The upper body of the devil?A family of three died unexpectedly, but the murderer was the youngest son? 】

Yes, yes, Jody picked up the paper, and there was a story of how a family was wiped out overnight.

【...There is no trace of outsider invasion.When the police found the only surviving child, he was squatting in front of his parents' blood, drawing pictures with their blood, and leaving horrible words on the wall, as if he was crazy. 】

【...The psychologist judged that this five-year-old child had a very serious mental illness, so he killed his parents and elder brother in a frenzy...】

【…No drug was detected in the body of the parents or the elder brother. How a five-year-old child killed two conscious adults and a teenager is still an unsolved mystery. 】

[...Scientists speculate that it may be some kind of virus...]

【...This case affected the surrounding residents, and then madness was infected like a virus...】

Because Jody tore some of the words inside when he tore off the painting, some parts were not clear.

But just looking at what he could see, Jody already felt chills all over.

Sure enough, he felt something was wrong, it was that child.

Harris stood behind him and looked at the paper in his hand, and finally sighed, "That's it."

"So the four houses here are probably murder scenes," Jody said. "I've got to go tell the chief about it."

He just got up and took two steps, then suddenly stopped.

No, where are the balloons?

If he guessed right, the first painting he came in and saw was when his little boy's parents died.

At that time, the child squatted on the ground to watch, and there was a red and white balloon beside him.

But the report said he was painting with blood.

Jody knew he shouldn't pay too much attention to a drawing of a child who might have a mental illness, but he couldn't help feeling that it was against him.

"No," he murmured.

"What's wrong?" Harris asked.

"A child, two adults and a teenager, there's no way he'd kill them!" Jody said.

"He's a devil," Harris said. "A devil, what can't be done?"

Jody shook his head: "No, no... the height is wrong."

He suddenly thought of those bloody words written on the wall.

Too high.

The position of those words is too high.

There is no way a five-year-old is that tall!

"It was killed by others, and then blamed on that child." Jody said, then lowered her head, and suddenly saw a line of very, very small words on the newspaper in her hand.

[I told them that there are people in the family, and they must believe it. 】

[Don't take the balloon, I shouldn't have taken that balloon. 】

【He followed me home, just at...】

"Sure enough," said Jody, "it was someone else who killed, and that man's child was wronged, Harris."

He called Harris, and suddenly found that Harris did not respond to him.

Jody turned and saw the balloon in Harris's hand for the first time.

Harris looked at him with a cloudy expression.

"Do you think this balloon... looks a bit like a human head?" Jody swallowed.

That's when he noticed... there was a smiley face on the balloon.

Human head balloon.

Two balloons, two faces, a man and a woman, both frowning.

"Yes." Harris said, "Aren't the parents of this family the same?"

Harris grinned. At this moment, Jody suddenly felt that this was not the Harris he knew.

"Who are you?" Jody asked subconsciously, "When did you come to me?"

"It's that boy, it's that boy, why do you think it's someone else?" Harris didn't answer him, but said, "If you are like this, I have to give you a red balloon."

"Pennywise?" Jody's eyes widened, and he raised his voice for a moment. "I don't have a balloon!"

Yes, he doesn't have a balloon, according to the director's analysis, Pennywise will hunt down whoever has a balloon.

But he has no balloons.

"Are you sure?" Harris grinned, his face turned pale, and slowly turned into the legendary image——

clown.

He touched the balloon.

"Who did Jody go in with?" Fury suddenly stopped and said, "Harris?"

"Jordy said he didn't want to be with others, so he went in by himself, Director." Harris said calmly to Fury.

Fury frowned.

Why did he seem to see who Jody went in with just now?