How to survive in a world full of weird talk [Comprehensive fear]

Now, only Louise can end this nightmare.

Before leaving, Sydel thought of something again, and stood back in front of Freddy with a crowbar in her hand.

……

When Sydel found Louise, she was hiding in a small wooden cubicle surrounded by random piles of clutter and garbage.

"...Sydelle?!"

When the shivering little girl saw her friend for the first time, her soft light blue eyes showed surprise.

She looked at the girl in front of her in disbelief.

Sidelle's long golden hair seemed to have been cut off by something, and now it fell behind her ears in uneven pieces.

On her fair face, her delicate features were expressionless, and her blue eyes were full of coolness.

The girl was holding a rusty crowbar in her right hand, and the tip of the crowbar was still dripping with liquid of unknown origin. In her left hand... she was holding a cloth leather glove with five sharp iron claws at the tip.

"...Ah," Sydel looked at her, raised the glove on her left hand and shook it: "Look, I brought Freddy's weapon."

Before she left, she snatched away the glove weapon from Freddy who hadn't had time to be resurrected.

It's not good to leave such a dangerous thing to a lunatic.

By the way, Sidelle put it on for herself in front of Louise. Although it was a bit too big, it should still be usable.

Sidelle waved it twice in satisfaction, and heard the crackling sound of piercing the air.

"No," Louise stared wide-eyed, looking at Sidelle with a little horror: "I just want to ask... are you okay?"

Her dress was torn, revealing several scars on her left shoulder that were split open, and her porcelain-like skin was cut open abruptly, revealing the bright red flesh inside, which was still oozing blood.

Louise ran forward, wanting to check Sidelle's physical condition, but inadvertently saw her bloody back.

"...God!" Louise covered her mouth in horror to avoid exclaiming: "You, what did you do?"

"Do these wounds hurt?" She raised her eyes anxiously, tears flooded into her soft eyes again, and sobbed softly: "What should I do..."

"Well," Sydel tilted her head, only then remembered that she was still injured, if Louise hadn't reminded her, she would have almost forgotten, "It's not important."

She didn't have time to comfort the anxious and terrified Louise, so she simply pulled her wrist and said softly, "I'm here to show you something."

"What?" Louise looked up in confusion.

"It's a good show." Sidelle pursed her lips indifferently, but her blue eyes were without a smile, so cold and indifferent: "You will be the only audience."

"Don't be afraid." Because she was holding a crowbar in her hand, she couldn't straighten Louise's messy hair, so she could only look at her: "I said I will protect you, nothing can hurt you."

"It's just a nightmare," she said softly. "Just wait until you wake up."

Louise seemed to understand, and murmured: "I, I know this is a nightmare..."

She just didn't know how to end it, and the murderous ghost in the dream kept chasing after her.

Although today seemed to be the lightest nightmare, she hadn't seen Freddy since she met Sidelle.

Sidelle took her hand and walked forward, Louise obediently followed behind her.

Sydel didn't tell her that she had killed Freddy twice.

...Some things are better to see with your own eyes.

Sidelle quickly brought Louise to a place.

This is Freddy's old home, and the skull of the child is still burning in the fireplace.

Surrounded by heavy curtains, Sidel hid Louise inside.

"Hide here," a cold smile appeared on her lips, "then, look at me."

Watch me kill him with my own hands.

Sydel turned and went out, she was going to lead Freddy over.

According to the time, Freddy probably had already been revived at this time, and was wandering around in the corridors, looking for Sidelle.

I have to say that this iron claw is really easy to use——

Sidelle couldn't help thinking when she used it to break open a steel gate.

Soon, Sydel saw Freddie again.

It's just that Freddy's hands are empty at this time, and he doesn't know if he forgot to pick up his top hat and put it on when he was resurrected.

The ugly, but emaciated man with a physique that would collapse in a gust of wind wobbled forward a few steps, and met a blood-stained, cold-faced girl with sharp claws on her left hand and a crowbar on her right.

Suddenly, he couldn't tell which one was the perverted murderer for a while.

Holding the crowbar, Sidelle looked at Freddy's eyes on the sharp claw gloves that had been snatched from him, and smiled at him: "Come and chase me, and I'll give you back your things if you catch me."

After all, she no longer looked at Freddy's angry and distorted face, and jumped down from upstairs without hesitation—

Freddy's lair is downstairs, and since Freddy doesn't know when he will be able to use his teleportation, Sidelle can only go back there as soon as possible.

She was hanging in the attic with horizontal steel bars, grasping the iron railing with her left hand, exerting strength on her waist and abdomen, hooking her ankles on the iron railing on the next floor, and swinging down easily.

Then Freddy's impotent and furious roar was heard upstairs.

Sidelle pursed her lips slightly, and ran towards Freddy's lair in front of Freddy.

... I don't know what Freddy will think when he returns to his home and sees the messy ground and robbers crossing the border.

—But he won't have the chance to think about it.

The moment Freddy followed Sytel into his lair, his fate was sealed.

The moment the thin man in a red and green striped sweater chased after him, he kept slipping on the ground and fell to the ground in a funny way. The iron block hanging in the air slammed into his head, and at the same time the ground A slender iron nail pierced his throat.

But it's not over yet.

Sidel, who had arranged everything in secret, came out holding the crowbar Shi Shiran, thinking about the crowbar leisurely, building up her strength, kicking away the iron block, stepping on the man's ugly head, and slamming the crowbar swing down—

Blood spattered out.

Sidelle understood something, and looked faintly at the corner where Louise was hiding.

Because in Louise's subconscious mind, blood will bleed when a person is killed.

…so Freddie is bleeding bright red now.

The little girl remained obedient and hid inside, motionless, but her misty eyes were filled with horror.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at the scene outside.

It was so dreamy that she couldn't believe it.

Sidelle shook her hand, her left arm might have lost too much blood, which made her hand tremble a little, but she still held the crowbar firmly and swung it down again.

"Pfft-"

The sound of sharp hooks piercing into the flesh was so pleasant to Sidelle's ears at this moment, she happily tortured this "dead" corpse, the blood seemed to splash out, and a few drops fell on her face, But she didn't care.

Louise hid in the corner, looking in horror at her friend who looked like a perverted killer.

The girl's complexion was flat, her eyes were unwavering, her fine blond hair hung by her ears, her face was splashed with drops of blood, and a drop fell right under her eyes, like a bright red cinnabar. She glanced in her direction After one glance, he suddenly curled his lips and said, "Look at me, Louise."

She suddenly changed the direction of the crowbar——

The target appears to have changed from a head to a neck.

After the sound of hammering that sounded like hell, Louise heard a crisp clicking sound.

…Sydel smashed Freddy's neck. She bent down and pulled his head off, and lifted the man's bald head. With a smile on her lips, she turned the man's head in the direction facing Louise. :"Did you see that?"

She smiled and said, "The ugly monster chasing you is dead."

"It's just a nightmare. All the horrible things don't exist, and no one can hurt you. Louise, you should wake up."

She had a relaxed smile on her face, but she was still vigilant in her heart. From stepping on Freddy's right foot to the spine of his fallen body, she always paid attention to the movement under her feet.

After all, Freddy can be resurrected.

And she wanted to get Louise out of the dream before the monster was resurrected.

"Come out, Louise—" Sidelle continued to persuade the little girl, "I've already killed him, no one can hurt you."

Louise actually walked out slowly from the corner.

Her eyes were full of tears, her eyes were slightly red, and her fair nose was also flushed from crying: "Sidelle..."

"Do you always want this ugly monster to appear in your dreams?" Sidel seemed to be puzzled and frowned: "It's all false, it's just a nightmare, you wake up now, and never again Will see him."

"...Actually, I really don't understand why you want to fantasize about such an ugly character." She seemed unable to explain, but felt the headless limb start to move under her feet, and stepped on it quietly, her heart trembled slightly.

——If Louise can't wake up this time, it will be even more difficult in the future.

Fortunately, the headless corpse stepped on by her seemed to be quiet again.

To be honest, Sidelle is a little scared now, whether the head she is holding will suddenly open her eyes and let out a strange smile, and then turn into a monster again to kill Louise who has been frightened out of her mind.

However, the little girl's eyes were red, staring blankly at Sidel, who was holding the head in one hand and stepping on the corpse with the other foot, dripping blood all over her body, and said to herself in a daze: "This is just a nightmare..."

"Yes, this is just a nightmare, and Freddy doesn't exist." Sidelle affirmed.

She babbled along with Sidelle: "Freddie doesn't exist either..."

After she finished saying this, the space around her suddenly distorted, and Sidel saw everything in front of her eyes shattered, including Louise in front of her.

Louise looked over with a little confusion, as if she wanted to open her mouth to call Sidelle, but she disappeared in this place the next moment.

Sidelle woke up from the bed.

It was pitch black in the room, and it was pitch black outside the window.

—There is no moon tonight.

She turned around and faced Louise, who was teary-eyed.

The little girl's pillow was full of tears, and she was looking at Sidelle with a little bewilderment: "... Sidelle?"

She touched her face and said in surprise, "Why am I crying?"

Sidelle was taken aback: "You don't remember?"

"What?" Louise looked at her blankly: "...What are you talking about, Sidelle."

"What should I remember?" Her soft voice was full of doubts, and she suddenly said strangely: "Sidelle, I don't know why, I feel so relieved when I look at you now."

Sidelle was silent for a moment: "Nothing."

"You may have accepted the bed and changed the place, and the quality of sleep will not be good."

She tucked Louise's quilt, raised the air conditioner by one degree, and took two wet tissues from the bedside, and handed them to Louise: "Wipe your face first."

"Oh, good." Louise took it obediently, and Sidelle rolled over and got off the bed.

"I'm going to the bathroom." She said, quietly glanced at the iron claws and... the crowbar beside the bed.

How did these two things get brought out?

The room was very dark, if it wasn't for the silvery luster of the iron claws, Sidelle might not have been able to see it.

She picked up these two things without any hassle, and Louise on the bed was still wiping her tears without knowing it.

Louise was still wondering why she was crying, but Sidelle walked into the bathroom in the room before she dared to turn on the light.

The ironclaw gloves were clean and new, and the crowbar was still the same as the old fire stick, rusted all over, but the blood on the tip was gone when she smashed Freddie.

Sidelle frowned, put these two things on the ground, and picked up the large box of cleaner placed in front of the mirror.

She raised her eyes, suddenly startled.

The detergent reflected a human head in the mirror.

The man's head, with a hideous distorted face and full of holes, was looking at her with a malicious smile.

"Little girl," the head's mouth opened and closed, and let out a hoarse and cold laugh: "I caught you."