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

"What are you going to do?" Chucky's eyes widened in horror—although its plastic eyes couldn't see much shape change.

The one-meter-long doll began to roll on the ground again, trying to stay away from Sidelle.

But the end of the rope that bound it was fastened firmly to the corner of the heavy bookcase.

No matter how much Chucky rolled around, it couldn't roll far. It lay flat panting, and looked at Sidelle in despair: "Okay, tell me your purpose - I can help you deal with that damned clown, What do you think? I think that's a good suggestion..."

The blond girl squatted beside it, and nodded with interest: "That sounds really good."

"But now I'm more curious about another thing—"

She spoke slowly, the silver light from the dissecting scissors reflected in her blue eyes.

Before untying the rope on Chucky's body, Sidelle did not forget to plug its fragrant mouth with a cotton ball.

Chucky's strength is not what a doll of this size can possess, but is closer to that of an adult male.

Sidelle, who saw this when it was struggling, was very cautious.

After thinking about it, she untied part of it first, stretched the scissors in and cut off one of Chucky's legs with a click.

Chucky: "!!!"

If it wasn't for the cotton balls in its mouth, it would probably have cursed out loud.

After Sidel finished cutting off the limbs, she untied all the ropes on Chucky's body.

Seeing that the severed plastic limbs were still oozing blood, she kicked them a little further away in disgust, put on the prepared latex gloves, took off the red and blue sweater on Chucky's body, and pressed down on its bare plastic body, very Politely ask, "Is it okay to start here?"

Chuck murmured twice, Sidel couldn't hear what it was saying, and happily took it for granted.

This part is the chest cavity. If it is on a human body, you should be able to hear the heartbeat.

But the strange thing is that Sidel also felt the heartbeat on such a doll—although it was very weak, and the frequency was also very strange.

She remembered that when she twisted Chucky's head off last night, it hadn't yet shown the bleeding from its severed limbs.

Sydel noticed that Chucky was very angry now, but didn't seem too panicked.

Her eyelashes drooped slightly, she thought for a moment, then found a spot to cut open with scissors, but the plastic body had the texture of human skin, giving Sidelle the illusion of dissecting a corpse.

The silver scissors sliced ​​open the doll's flesh-colored plastic chest, and a little bit of blushing came out. The amount of bleeding was not large, and Sidelle didn't care about stopping the bleeding.

Feeling the slight shaking of the body that lost limbs under her hand, Sidelle comforted gently: "Don't be afraid, it may hurt a little, but it's not a big problem, just bear with it."

After all, there will be no more pain when you die.

After opening Chucky, Sidelle stared at the internal structure of its body, and couldn't help taking a light breath.

"amazing--"

She sighed in admiration, and the scissors poked in a little, poking those small internal organs tentatively.

Chucky worked hard for a long time, and finally spit out the cotton ball stuck in his mouth.

It cried out in pain, its voice was trembling, as if it was extremely weak: "Please, let me go, please..."

"I just want to be friends with you." Sidelle tilted her head, her eyes were clear, with an innocent look: "Don't you like the way I communicate?"

Chucky: "..."

Who the hell makes friends in a way that cuts people open? !

However, he doesn't dare and doesn't have the strength to swear at others now, so he can only beg weakly: "Please..."

"It seems that you don't like this," Sydel sighed softly, "What a coincidence, I don't like the way you make friends either."

Who likes to be suddenly hidden in their house by a doll possessed by a murderer in the middle of the night?

Chucky understood, and he quickly said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have thought you were sleeping and sneaking in..."

"I can do many things for you, help you kill people, and deal with that clown, please let me stay by your side, please..."

Suddenly there was a very light inhalation sound outside the door.

Sidelle: "..."

She couldn't hold back, and glanced at the door with a little disgust.

He hasn't learned how to eavesdrop without being discovered, this younger brother is really stupid.

She didn't care about the movement outside the door, and looked at the structure in Chucky's chest that looked like the inside of the human body with some strangeness, and the silver scissors continued to cut down.

"Wait!" Chucky finally became anxious, and when the scissors were about to touch his heart, he yelled with all his strength: "I can tell you the soul-moving method. With it, you can transfer your soul to someone else." In the body!"

"Tonight, I originally wanted to switch bodies with that boy! I didn't have your idea, as long as you have the soul transfer method, you can live forever!!"

"If you kill me, you will get nothing."

Sidelle smiled.

Qiaji's face was distorted, and suddenly an ominous premonition surged up.

"So—" She stretched out her hand and forcibly pulled out the dark red beating heart from its chest, "Is this it?"

Chucky yelled in horror, "Wait..."

Before she finished speaking, Sidelle had already crushed that heart with a cold face.

The thick juice exploded in her hands, and a few bloodshots splashed under her eyelids. Sidel's eyelashes drooped slightly, and she threw the rotten flesh into the trash can with a little disgust.

After the heart was pinched and burst, the yellow-haired doll's body shook violently, and even the limbs that were thrown aside began to twist and tremble, but it only crawled to the side for two or three seconds in convulsions, and then died weakly.

Without taking off her gloves, she turned around and opened the door. When she lowered her head, she saw the platinum-haired boy squatting in the corner covering his mouth, who seemed to be still trembling.

Sidelle raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, then ordered lightly: "Come in and help me clean the room."

Belch's heart skipped a beat.

This day...is it finally here? !

He remembered the conversations he had just heard, stood up with a desperate expression, and followed his sister into the room.

Belch took a deep breath, and was mentally prepared to see the bloody killing scene.

His hands trembled slightly, and he even began to think about the follow-up details of how to deal with Sidelle's body.

Then he looked up with tears in his eyes, and saw a dismantled... doll.

Belch: "...?"

Feeling ups and downs, more exciting than a roller coaster, Belch now only feels that he has suddenly strayed from the murder scene to the children's channel.

His mind went blank, and he lost the ability to think for a short time.

Until Sidel kicked him, and impatiently ordered: "Go and wipe off all the blood."

Sidel returned to Chucky's body, held up its soft plastic head, pressed it on its head, cut a gap with scissors, and slowly extended it inside.

——If it is to open the skull of a human being, the equipment needed is more complicated.

But Chucky's head was still soft plastic, and Sidel could cut it open as easily as cutting its chest.

Belch was kicked, and finally came back to his senses. He took two steps forward suspiciously, and only then did he see the doll's appearance clearly.

It's the recently popular doll toy whose head was screwed off by Sidelle before.

There is still a circle of red stitches around the neck, which is probably the child's toy, but now it has been dismembered in pieces.

A surge of grief and indignation suddenly surged in Belch's heart.

He made up the complete plot——

As a bully, Sidelle has always been domineering and domineering, never caring what others think.

However, this bully is just a girl after all, and she still retains the last innocent childlike innocence. After seeing a doll in a children's show, she couldn't put it down, but she suffered from her own image and couldn't buy it back to play.

In such an extreme desire, a child showed off her doll toy, so Sidelle, who was so angry, not only twisted off the doll's head in person, but also stole the doll on purpose later, because of love and hatred, Dismember it to pieces.

But that kid... what did he do wrong again! !

Belch actually straightened out the plot, but when he turned his attention back to the blood on the floor, he realized that something was wrong.

He walked a few more steps, and was shocked to see that inside the doll were all kinds of internal organs that only exist in the human body.

Sidelle squatted behind the doll and cut Chucky's head open, and she realized——

There is no such thing as a human brain in this head. In other words, Chucky has no brain.

Sidelle: "..."

She held the empty head and pondered for a while.

Sidelle originally planned to see if there was a structure like human brain tissue in this head, and destroy it conveniently, but now it seems that Chucky doesn't have such a thing as a brain.

She put her head down and went to pick out Chucky's internal organs again. The scene was not too bloody, but it was more disgusting.

Sidelle fished out those small internal organs with a blank expression. They seemed to have not yet grown up, and Chucky's soul hadn't been perfectly integrated with the doll, so Sidelle pinched them out skillfully. With a cold face, he threw all these things into the trash can, lying limply with the heart that had turned into rotten meat.

Belch stared dumbfounded.

But seeing that Sidelle was concentrating on handling those things, he swallowed, wisely, he didn't go forward to ask, but turned around to find a mop and rag, and diligently wiped up the blood on the floor.

After wiping, he also began to fall into thought.

This summer vacation, he obviously didn't do anything, but he has been living a thrilling life... Why on earth is this? !

To be cautious, Sidel purposely fished out all of Chucky's internal organs, and threw Chucky's body and limbs into the fireplace on the first floor. The doll body of a murderous soul.

She stood in front of the fireplace, watching all this indifferently.

Belch, who cleaned up the room, also came down, and stood timidly next to Sidelle, hesitating to speak.

Sidelle glanced at him lightly: "What have you heard?"

Belch said, "...it's nothing."

It can't be said that hearing the messy conversation led him to mistakenly think that his sister's murderer accomplice finally came to her and was killed by her again.

He could only add in a low voice: "The room is soundproof, but your curses are too loud."

Although, a doll with human flesh and blood... seems like a murderer.

Sidelle: "..."

Belch looked a little dazed now, but perhaps because he had been beaten by the clown before, he didn't even ask, but just followed Sidel silently.

Sidelle watched the flames burning vigorously in the fireplace, she stood for a while more satisfied, and saw with her own eyes that the plastic materials quickly curled up, dried up, and scorched black in the flames.

Only then turned around and went back to the second floor, lifted up those small organs, and there was a faint smell of blood in the black plastic bag, Sidelle suddenly had an illusion.

She looks like a pervert who is destroying the corpse after killing someone.

...Forget it, it's not important.

She went into the bathroom, and Belch followed behind her step by step.

Sidelle: "..."

Noticing Sydel's indescribable eyes, Belch said with a mournful face, "I dare not stay outside alone."

Sidelle: "..." She didn't bother to say anything more, she took off her blood-stained gloves in front of the mirror, cleaned her hands with hand sanitizer, lifted her golden hair around her ears, tied it behind her face, and put it on one earlobe. Oversized punk-inspired silver earrings ripped off.

Belch watched, taking a breath in pain.

Then he found out...

Sidelle calmly threw the ear clips she bought before she came to Derry Town to shape bad people on the sink.

She combed her hair and pulled her bangs up, revealing a snow-white face, with blue eyes staring at herself in the mirror.

Sidelle tucked her hair and asked Belch casually: "Those kids said—"

"Which street is the clown's hometown?"

"They said it was in the well of that dilapidated house in Naiport Street," Belch said.

He watched Sidelle's movements, and a strange ominous feeling surged in his heart.

"Sister," Belch asked in a low voice, "You won't go..."

Go get into a fight with that clown? !