[Comprehensive British and American] Plague Meow

The window is not sold, it's just a technical job to move it.

Steven tried to rub the shield forward, causing the hamster inside to spin around.

feasible.

So he stepped on the shield and rubbed frantically on the floor.

"Jie——!!!!" The weird hamster named Jeff screamed.

Probably the butt was on fire, and it had to climb onto the hook on the inside of the shield to hold it in place. Steven knew his shield very well. He knew exactly what sound was from the shield and what sound was from the hamster’s butt when rubbing against it. .

As soon as the Killer Mouse got on the shield, he felt it, so he kicked it sideways, kicking the shield and the Killer Mouse out.

Accompanied by the scream of the Killer Rat, the shield smashed through the glass window. At this moment, the Faceless Owl flapped its wings, half-hopped and half-flyed, and lifted itself off the ground. The black tentacles chased the passing shield like a light With a light kiss, the killer mouse was hooked, and the shield plunged into the grass outside.

The Killer Mouse had been caught in the palm of the Faceless Owl, and its pitch-black tentacles rolled into a ball like a grass ball made of dead branches and vines. No matter how the hamster inside screamed, the Faceless Owl would not budge.

"Bucky?"

Steven patted Bucky on the side of the face again.

Bucky just woke up in a trance.

"Steven?" He couldn't figure out why Captain America was here, and he groaned as he was about to get up.

He wanted to prop up the bed, but he forgot that he had lost that hand, and his body fell over instantly. Fortunately, Steven had been paying attention to him, and he was about to hug him.

Bucky was a little dazed.

Just now he dreamed that he fell into the snow.

And a lot of chaotic and unbearable memories, for some reason they all came up from the depths of his mind, even those he had long forgotten.

The blood and violence.

Like a lurking cancer, it will explode without knowing when.

"Bucky?"

"?"

Bucky raised his head, a little dazed, as if he didn't realize the killing intent he showed just now.His eyes were blank, staring straight at Steven, obviously still in a trance.

"Listen, Bucky." Steven lifted his head and whispered in a stern voice: "Something's affecting you, Bucky? Bucky! You have to keep yourself."

Bucky's head jerks away, and Steven snaps him back.

"Bucky!"

Probably because he felt noisy, Bucky frowned and let out a dull snort.

He had no doubts in Steven, the kind of trust that belonged to the flesh and blood soul, let him follow Steven's voice, suppressing those killing intent and anger.

When he first tried to resist, the fatal pain almost directly grabbed his throat.

It was as if what was being resisted was not just a wrong impulse, but a more primal instinct.And Steven's guidance is like the cruel atrocities of the animal trainer, forcing the beasts to forget their original and become another twisted thing.

Bucky growled.

Instead of falling, he realizes that he is being controlled and deceived.

He hates this.

This was the thing he hated the most in his short life.

"Take a deep breath, Bucky."

It was Steven's voice.

That is Steven who never learns to give up.

Bucky choked violently twice, and gradually regained his spirits.

"I'm fine." His voice was still pale, with broken syllables, but at least he spoke.

"What's that?" Bucky asked.

Steven helped him up: "The explanation is not clear. In fact, our research on them is almost zero. We can only roughly describe them as 'visitors from other dimensions'."

"It's not that simple." Bucky took the water brought by Steven, took a long gulp without looking at it, and then found a sense of focus, "It understands the darkness of the human heart very well. If it is really a 'guest', I'm afraid it hasn't been here for a long time."

Steven agrees with this idea.

The two raised their eyes to the direction of the window almost at the same time. The scream of the killer mouse outside gradually subsided, and the Faceless Owl didn't move at all, and they didn't know what was going on.

"You will pay for this window." Bucky remained expressionless.

Steven couldn't help laughing out loud: "Okay, I'll pay." I don't know if this can be reimbursed?

The size of the Faceless Owl made it difficult to enter the house, so the two set up a bonfire outside, and Bucky took Steven out of the freezer in the basement to pull out a leg of lamb, ready to start grilling, and the Faceless Owl was playing next to it The grass ball woven by tentacles, the little hamster inside was temporarily silent.

Roasting during the day is less exciting than at night, and as the smoke rises, Bucky tosses Steven a bottle of wine.

Both of them have been stimulated to varying degrees just now. Having a drink and enjoying themselves, eating some barbecue and drinking a little wine is good for the mental state.

"Is it dead?" Steven asked.

[Things that live die. 】

The answer that Faceless Owl made up made Steven startled.

"Everything dies." Bucky answered blankly.

[This is true for your dimension.The difference in dimensions isolates our minds, and the two sides have unequal concepts of life and death, so they cannot understand each other, and cannot conduct in-depth discussions. 】

If we analyze it from the faceless owl's cognition, they are doomed to be unable to communicate with each other.

That makes sense.

After sprinkling the seasonings, Bucky rolled the meat on the boiling fire to let the fat secrete. When the meat was roasted, he took out several skewers of mutton and handed them in the direction of the Faceless Owl.

"do you want to eat?"

The Faceless Owl stretched out its tentacles and took the kebabs. It seemed to know that Bucky's mental state was not as calm as it showed. The tentacles moved slowly and looked very docile, as if shaking his head and tail, and even a little cute. Absolutely Won't irritate Bucky's fragile nerves.

After getting the food, it didn't eat it by itself, but disassembled the meat and stuffed it into Zhiteng's ball. The killer mouse immediately came to life, screaming "beep beep" and "squeak" and began to rustle. Chewing up.

【It says this is delicious. 】The Faceless Owl translated for them.

"..."

Originally wanting to study whether the faceless owl has a mouth, Steven silently raised his head and took a big sip of wine, then handed the glass to Bucky. There will be no guests here, so naturally there is no extra tableware, but the two are one The lives earned in the trenches are not entangled in these small details.

While the Faceless Owl was concentrating on feeding, Bucky sipped his wine, staring at the strange faceless bird, and asked Steven beside him, "What the hell are they?"

This is a bit difficult to explain, Steven took out his phone and followed the instructions to open the folder.

"Just look at it."

Bucky took it and flipped it page by page.

There is a lot of information.

Part of it is Naqi's research data. Scanning the data is like pointing the scanner directly at the abyss. Getting the data makes people feel depressed. These things are indeed as Naqi said, difficult to observe. The "dimension" between them and them different".

There is another part, which collects various domestic and foreign events, and sorts out some "miracles" that are difficult to generalize. It seems that researchers believe that these special "miracles" are related to these strange animals.

Even Bucky felt a headache after reading it.

"Is there a name?"

"They call them 'Demals'."

"A word was coined for them?"

As Steven nodded, Bucky took a breath of cold air.

Just by the name, it is enough to see that this life form is different.

The reason for creating words is not necessarily positive. Sometimes it is just that there is no similar word in the existing vocabulary, and only 2~3 similar words can be combined and reconstructed.

He turned his head to look at the Faceless Owl, and found that this guy was still feeding the mouse.

Just after reading a bunch of materials, Bucky's mind was full of question marks. Seeing that this faceless owl was quite easy to talk to, he naturally asked his own question: "Do you want to keep it?"

The faceless owl "cooed" twice, indicating that it was right.

"Why? It's dangerous, isn't it?"

[Because it is dangerous, I will be responsible for guarding it. 】

Steven came into contact with more "them" and asked directly: "You said that a companion had operated on it before. Is your companion a black cat? Why did you need an operation to stop that hamster named Jeff from taking the initiative? kill?"

[You said "natch". 】

The Faceless Owl moved its head up and down as a nod. It has a good impression of Steven, so it will talk more.

[Yes, it is my kind, and it is indeed the operation it performed for Jeff.Principle of operation?I don't understand those things, that's Nach's ability, and only Nach can answer your question.What I can tell you is that whether it is Jeff or me, or other similar creatures, their existence is derived from the fantasy of the abyss. The original appearance may be a flash of crazy thoughts, or the condensation of countless people's beliefs , It may even be just the unintentional fantasy of young children. 】

[For example, Naqi, at first it was just praying in a daze in the hell where the disease spread, and those "doctors" who haunted the dusk to collect corpses. 】Faceless Owl looked at the two humans, and continued to spell: 【Our existence is a coincidence, but also a necessity of God's will. 】

Listening to it makes people feel stressed.

But Bucky laughed, and patted Steven's stiff shoulder: "Avengers, assemble?"

Steven was taken aback, and then laughed.

"Come back to New York with me."

"it is good."

This time Bucky agreed.

For a split second, Steven stopped breathing, then relaxed, and smiled under Bucky's gaze. He was just smiling at first, and finally fell backwards, lying on the ground with a disfigured smile.

Next to it is the remaining campfire, the fading sparks inside are still crackling.

Bucky laughed twice, helplessly and happily.