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

"What are you doing?"

As soon as Karen got off work, on the way home, she saw two people standing in front of her child Andy, who was still crying.

She rushed forward angrily, pulled her son back, glared at the two people in front of her, and glanced at the torn doll in the blond girl's hand.

Belch's heart skipped a beat, and he opened his mouth to apologize.

However, Sidelle was one step ahead of him and threw the head of the doll named Chuck on the ground. The round head rolled twice, and her tone was flat: "I suggest you throw this away, it is alive, and its body The soul of a murderer lives in it, that person should be Charles Li Lei...you can go back and check."

Belch: "..." This reason is as perfunctory as ever.

Looking at the cheaply dressed woman in front of him leaning over to pick up the doll's head, he could only add at the right time: "We can compensate the toy according to the price... Double price is also acceptable."

Andy's crying stopped suddenly, and he stared blankly at Sydelle behind Karen.

"Enough!" Karen looked at the head of the doll in her hand distressedly, and whispered: "Destroying other people's things, and using such absurd remarks to ridicule... Our family doesn't have much money, but it's not like you can do whatever you want." The reason to bully my son!"

She remembered how hard she had worked to save money, and the toy she bought for her son was ruined like this, she suppressed her anger, grabbed the body of the doll from Sidelle's hand, and pulled her son to leave.

Andy didn't follow her.

"Mom," the little boy grabbed Karen's hand and said to her, "That sister is right, Chucky told me his name is Ray..."

"Andy!" Karen stopped him in dissatisfaction, knelt down and saw that her child's face was still covered with tears, but at this moment she was seriously defending the blonde girl. She got up angrily and looked at Sidelle: "Please leave later. Stay away from my son!"

With the doll in one hand, she dragged Andy to the house with the other.

Belch glanced at Sidelle secretly.

She lowered her eyelashes slightly, her face was calm, she stood there for a while, then turned and walked into the villa.

Belch followed her back home.

Karen dragged Andy back home in the elevator. She put down her briefcase tiredly, and told her son, "Don't get close to that girl in the future, and listen to her tell you some nonsense, do you understand?"

Andy tried to explain: "But Mom, Chucky did talk to me a lot...he told me his name was Ray—that's what the sister just said."

And that sister said Ray was a murderer.

Although Andy doesn't understand the meaning of a murderer, he always feels that Chucky is really murderous...at some point.It's always swearing, threatening to kill someone, or calling someone a pig and a whore.

But Chucky never showed any of this in front of Mom, and Andy somehow explained it to Karen.

"A doll wouldn't say something like that—" Karen said angrily, "Are you lying to Mommy with everyone else now? Go back to sleep!"

Seeing that Karen didn't believe it, Andy curled his lips aggrievedly, put on his slippers and went back to his bedroom.Without the company of the doll tonight, the little boy didn't fall asleep immediately. He thought about it, put the carnival flyer he picked up on the street today on the table, and read it earnestly and expectantly.

After her son settled down, Karen was slightly relieved.

She rubbed her temples, picked up the damaged doll and went to the table, turned on the small desk lamp, dug out the needle and thread in the tool box, and began to sew the doll Chucky's head and body.

Karen has been busy for half an hour before splicing Chucky's head and body together. There is a conspicuous red line around the doll's neck, but even with minor flaws, Karen is still very satisfied with her masterpiece.

She picked up the doll and turned it around twice, and put the mended doll in the corner of the living room.

After Belch returned to the room, he suddenly found that the alarm clock beside his bed had run out of battery.

There is another day of class tomorrow—although it is the last day before the end of summer vacation, Belch still has to go to school on time.

He picked up the small desk lamp by the table, found no spare batteries in the drawer, and prepared to enter the basement.

- There is also a storage compartment in the basement.

Belch turned on the small desk lamp, walked down the stairs a few steps, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

In the dark basement, he seemed to hear something breathing heavily.

The chandelier above his head was broken long ago, and Belch hesitantly raised the lamp in his hand to illuminate the darkness in front of him.

There are all kinds of sundries in the basement, but no one is there.

It was pitch black all around.

It was clearly summer, but Belch suddenly shuddered.

He took two more steps forward, and the sound of breathing suddenly appeared.

Belch's heart skipped a beat, and he looked around, but the basement was too big and there were so many dark corners, he couldn't see anything, but the sound of breathing clearly told him that there must be a second person here.

Belch didn't see anyone, he tried his best to hold his breath, and when he was about to run with the lamp, he suddenly found a person squatting on the wall not far away.

The man was squatting in a corner with his back to him, facing the wall, breathing heavily.

Belch's hand holding the lamp trembled slightly, and just as he was about to run out desperately, he suddenly heard the man yell softly.

"Belch, come here."

she says.

Belch was stunned.

——This is Sydel's voice.

Hearing Sidelle's voice, he subconsciously took two steps forward, and saw the person in the corner turn his head, a pale face illuminated by the dim light, it was indeed his sister.

Belch breathed a sigh of relief. He covered his throbbing heart, wanted to complain, but didn't dare, and finally said, "Sister, what are you doing in the basement?"

Sidelle's face was as pale as if she had been fished out of the water.

She stared at Belch blankly, waved to him, and said softly, "Come closer, I'll tell you a secret."

Belch lowered his head and moved closer: "What are you talking about? Mysterious..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly heard a familiar voice from above the stairs.

"Belch, what are you doing down there? You haven't come out for so long."

There was still a little impatience in the girl's voice.

Belch's brain went blank for a moment. He was at a loss for two seconds. He looked down and saw a distorted smile on the girl's beautiful and pale face. The corners of her lips were cracked and twisted into a big mouth with layers of sharp teeth.

The bright red gums were covered with thousands of silvery teeth, biting at his arm.

Belch trembled, his body reacted faster than his brain, subconsciously stuffed the desk lamp in his hand, and cried towards the stairwell while stepping back: "Sister, there is a monster down here..."

He ran to the edge of the stairs in horror, looking back while running.

I saw the monster who looked like Sidelle propped up on all fours, crawling towards him with twisted posture and extremely fast speed.

There was no way for Belch to retreat, and now it was too late to climb the stairs, he used his last strength to yell upstairs in a trembling voice: "Sister, don't come down, call the police!! This thing looks just like you woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Woooo..."

He closed his eyes, feeling extremely sad and indignant in his heart, and cried in fright before he finished speaking, thinking that Sidel would not be able to beat this thing down, so he couldn't send the head together, but at least the police would come to collect his body, and he hoped that by then It could be a whole corpse... But I'm a bit unwilling, dying in the mouth of this monster is better than being beaten to death by the real Sidel...

But before he finished his hypocrisy, he heard someone jump down with a plop.

"Where is the monster?"

Sidelle shined the flashlight on the empty basement, her voice was calm, and she turned to look at him.

Belch opened his eyes blankly, looked around, and found that there was nothing in the basement.

"Sister, believe me... I didn't yell just now, there really is a monster who looks exactly like you." Before he could move Sidelle and jumped down to save him, Belch first explained in a hurry, looking at the girl in panic and panic. Deep in the basement: "I found it there just now - there is also a desk lamp that was bitten by it!"

Sidelle didn't speak, she knelt down and picked up a broken red balloon membrane at Belch's feet.

She stared at the balloon film for a while and said, "Go up first."

Belch followed Sidelle out of the basement, and saw Sidelle holding a carnival flyer in her hand.

He was still trembling all over, not daring to stay alone, Sidel said: "Come to sleep with me tonight, you sleep on the floor."

Belch couldn't wish more, he hugged his own bed happily, came to Sidelle's room, saw the girl was still sitting at the table, and seemed to be looking at the leaflet.

Seeing Belch approaching, Sidelle turned around and stared at him quietly.

Belch is a little ptsd now - he looked at Sidelle's pale complexion, her bright eyes seemed to be staring at him closely, and couldn't help swallowing.

Sidelle hesitated to speak, "Are you afraid of me?"

Belch: "...No, no, you are my sister, how could I be afraid of you."

Sidelle: "..."

"You're my brother," she said. "You remember, though you're stupid and worthless—I won't hurt you."

Belch na na: "Okay."

"Forget it," Sidelle sighed, "Are you going to hold a carnival tomorrow?"

Belch saw the flyer in her hand, and nodded: "Yes, because the summer vacation is coming soon, there will be a carnival that lasts for three days from tomorrow—"

"There will be a lot of kids going to play then."

Sidelle looked at the flyer that suddenly appeared on her desk.

On the front were various entertainment items to promote the carnival, on the back was a black and white photo of her, and a sentence was written below.

[Sydelle Christian, died on x month x, x years. 】

The date marked on the flyer is tomorrow.

Tomorrow is the last day before summer vacation.

Sidelle looked down for a while, then folded up the leaflets and put them in her schoolbag.She wanted to see what would happen tomorrow.

If it's a carnival - will there be clowns?

Sydel threw the fragments of the balloon into the trash can.