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

The rusty iron door was half open, and the pungent smell came from inside. It was hard to tell whether it was the smell of chemical potions or other strange smells.

The instrument room of this hospital seems to be very large, and Sidelle heard the sound of two people in the room fighting from east to west.

...It seems that the woman in the trunk of Charlie's car is quite capable of beating.

Sidel remembered that the woman should have a gun on her body, but she squatted in the dark and listened to the wall for a few minutes, but she didn't hear the gunshot. She didn't know if the bullet had run out or the gun was lost.

She squatted next to the half-open iron door for several minutes. The two people in the room were fighting in full swing, and she didn't find anyone outside the door.

But Sidelle squatted for a while, and suddenly found that the room seemed to be quiet.

She knew something was wrong, she was afraid that something might happen to someone, so she quickly peeked out half of her face and took a look inside.

The light in the room was extremely dark, so I couldn't tell what was going on just by looking at it.

But Sytel heard a faint gasp.

The painful "squeak" sounded like a mouthful of phlegm being stuck in the throat and could not be spit out.

Sidelle realized something, she turned on the flashlight very quickly, and looked towards the corner where the movement was coming from, and saw a woman with disheveled hair being pressed down by a strong man, as if being piled on her body by a mountain of meat.

The woman's face was blue and purple, her eyeballs were protruding, and her tongue was pinched out of her mouth. She waved her hands desperately and struggled, but she could only stir up dust all over the floor, and could not shake Malcolm at all.

Her face was pressed against the cold floor, just in time for the flashlight that Sidelle called, and looking along the light, her protruding eyeballs suddenly burst into excitement.

Sidelle squinted her eyes slightly, raised the flashlight with her left hand, and when Malcolm sensed the light but had no time to dodge, she shot the man in the thigh.

"boom."

Malcolm was a fat man, and before he had time to dodge, he was shot in the thigh by Sidelle, spattering a handful of blood.He wailed in pain, clutched his thighs and fell to the side, ignoring the woman, twisting his body desperately, trying to find a cover.

Sydel didn't fire a second shot.

She only has five bullets left, and she doesn't know what will happen later, Sidel is going to save these bullets to deal with "Leatherface."

Sidelle glanced at the woman, the woman coughed twice covering her neck, and slowly got up, but she didn't come over, but looked at Sidelle very vigilantly, and slowly backed away.

The woman looked extremely embarrassed, from her hair to the corners of her clothes were wet, and there was still a lot of blood on the skirt.

Her hands were empty, and her clothes were thin, so there was no place to hide her weapons.

Sidelle turned on the flashlight and scanned the ground very quickly, but found no trace of the pistol.

The woman's lips were pale, her wet hair was stuck to her cheeks, her body seemed to be still trembling slightly, she stared closely at Sidelle.

Sidelle glanced at Malcolm, who was crippled on one side, and ignored him. Instead, she stared at the woman and walked towards her slowly, slowly raising her hand as she walked, signaling that she had no intention of attacking.

The white light of the small flashlight in the left hand was still focused on the woman, but the pistol in the right hand raised the muzzle slightly and pointed it obliquely at the ceiling.

Sidelle stared at the woman with a soft and soft voice, trying to ease her panic and anxiety: "My name is Sidelle, and I will not hurt you... May I know your name? Why did you appear here? "

Although she didn't know the identity of the woman, Sidelle had no doubts about her stealing Charlie's gun.

——The couple acted suspiciously, and their words were careless, obviously avoiding the important ones.

The woman was probably tied into the car for no reason. After discovering that she was kidnapped, it was normal for a person to steal a weapon for self-defense.

However, the mental state of the woman does not seem quite right.

Still biting her lower lip, she looked at Sidelle in horror, her body trembling slightly, and she pressed against the wall behind her tightly.

Sidelle took a tentative step forward, but the woman suddenly showed horror.

Sidelle: "..."

Is she that scary? !

She immediately withdrew her tentative steps, took a few steps back, fixed her eyes on the woman, and leaned towards Malcolm calmly: "I won't do anything to you, I'm just here to find someone..."

Sidelle originally wanted to communicate with this woman——

If you can communicate.

She doesn't mind having an extra teammate who can fight, but the woman looks good and has a grudge against the family, but her mental state is very worrying.

Unable to communicate, and unable to tell whether she was an enemy or a friend, Sidelle decisively gave up the idea of ​​finding a teammate.

But it won't work to let this woman stay here forever.

She said: "You can leave now, turn out the window, the town should be empty now..."

Only Duke's body.

But Sidelle didn't finish her sentence.

There was a sudden thunder, and the electric light passed through the window, and the woman's subtle movements could not be hidden under the bright electric light.

Sidel could clearly see the distorted pain and resentment on her face.

Sidelle: "..." There was something wrong in her heart, and she suddenly realized that she had overlooked something crucial.

However it was too late.

The veins on the woman's hand were violent, and the next moment, a cold iron hook hit Sidelle head-on.

She seemed to have collapsed, trembling and smashing all the things around her towards Sidelle.

Crying while smashing: "You devil! Why don't you die..."

at the same time.

Malcolm, who was only a few steps away from Sidelle, who was lying on the ground suddenly raised his head, his eyes were ferocious, his facial features were distorted, and his fat body suddenly rushed towards Sidelle.

Sidelle didn't have time to hide, when the rusty iron hooked her forehead, she felt pain, and the cold, fishy and sweet liquid slid down her forehead.

She blinked blankly, and Malcolm seemed to see the right moment, and his strong body rushed towards her.

In the darkness, the flashlight rolled to the ground.

Another shot rang out.

The man seemed to want to use his fat body to hold Sidelle down and win with strength.

But he didn't know that although Sidelle seemed to be staring at the woman all the time, most of her real attention was on him.

Blood flowed out and spread all over the place.

Both of Malcolm's legs are useless now, he curled up on the ground in pain, Sidel tilted his head to avoid the object thrown by the woman, switched the gun to his left hand, weighed the crowbar and bent down to knock it down.

"Crack-"

A crisp bone crack sounded.

Sidelle was expressionless, and her movements did not stop. After disabling Malcolm's two arms with a crowbar, she raised her body and looked at the woman who was so emotional that she ran away.

In the darkness, the silhouette of a woman is looming.

Sidelle pursed her lips, raised her hand slowly, and wiped the blood off her face.

She was not in a good mood, and her steps were much faster. She turned around the rusty iron table almost instantly and came to the woman. The woman staggered and wanted to run backwards, but she couldn't run away from Sidelle, and was held by Sidelle. He leaned against the wall with his collar on.

The woman trembled in fear, her teeth chattering in her mouth: "You kill me!"

Sidelle: "..."

She didn't have much patience anymore, after all, she had only been in the town for about ten minutes, and she didn't even see Leatherface.

She directly grabbed the woman's hair and slammed her head against the glass window, staring at the woman's facial expression through the faint light outside: "Who am I?"

The woman was stunned.

"In your eyes, who am I?"

Sidelle asked again.

She knew something was wrong the moment Malcolm lunged at her.

Before the flashlight fell to the ground, she could clearly see the malicious look in Malcolm's eyes from the moment the light fell.

...that level of resentment, not like because she shot him, but like—

mistook her for something else.

The woman's facial features suddenly twisted violently, and she yelled like she was going crazy: "You are a pervert! A devil who kills casually with a chainsaw..."

"Zizizizizi..."

The loud and piercing sound of a chainsaw floated in from outside the door, and if there was nothing there, it seemed that the person holding the chainsaw was wandering in the dark corridor.

The woman's howling suddenly stopped.

She stared blankly at Sydelle.

——If the chainsaw killer is outside the door, who is the devil with a leather face sewn in front of him?

The woman's eyes were loose, her expression was in a trance, and her lips moved slightly.

But she had no chance to speak.

Sidelle pressed her face against the glass, and caught her off guard with a hard knee-lifting blow to her stomach.

The stomach was hit hard, and it lasted several times. The woman's pupils were dilated, and she lowered her head silently.

Sidelle let go of her hand, allowing the body of the stunned woman to collapse limply to the ground.

The equipment room was quiet, only the sound of wind and rain whizzing outside the window was extremely swift.

Malcolm lay quietly on the ground, he passed out from the pain.

Sidelle leaned over, quietly moved to the side of the small flashlight, and picked it up.

She patted the dust on the flashlight, and heard the "sizzling" sound of the chainsaw outside the door getting louder.

——Leatherface was getting closer and closer to her.

Sidelle wiped the liquid off her face again—it was probably blood, but she didn't have a mirror now, and she couldn't see where the cut was made on her face.

I just pressed my hand along the painful place all the way, and felt a hideous tear.

Before Leatherface came over, Sidel put down the pistol, quickly tore a piece of cloth from the hem of the clothes with a crowbar, and wrapped the wound indiscriminately.

If it keeps bleeding, it may not be easy to hide.

Sidelle tied a cloth strip to her head, while thinking about Malcolm and that woman in her heart——

In their eyes just now, she should not be herself, but the person they resent the most.

Sidel paused slightly, remembering the female corpse, and her eyes as cold as wax, and suddenly understood.

She can make people hallucinate...?

If this condition is taken as the premise, it will happen after entering the hotel——

The female corpse creates hallucinations for Malcolm, arousing his fierce personality.

Malcolm's murderous personality hallucinates and kills Officer Ed.Because of hallucinations, he probably misunderstood something, and the aroused ferocity made him want to kill the entire hotel. In his anger, he wrote a line of unreadable words with his left hand.

This is also the goal that his brutal personality set for himself.

After following the Duke police to the town, the murderous personality killed Duke, and then met the woman who was kidnapped by Charlie and his wife and who was insane. During the fight, the woman may also be affected by the female corpse.

... No, maybe the scope of the female corpse's ability to create hallucinations can cover the entire town!

But Sidelle was not affected, probably because Ikuta Asahi gave her the left eye that can see ghosts.

Not only can he see ghosts, but he can also break hallucinations.

but--

Sidelle can sense where there is a ghost, but she has never sensed a female corpse, which means... that corpse is not a ghost.

The female corpse is alive!

Now the hallucinating female corpse is still staying with John, Charlie and others!And, most importantly... no one is guarding against a dead body.

Sidelle suddenly shivered, and she suddenly realized that she had to speed up and return to the hotel.

...If you go back later, you may only see a room of corpses.

She's going to get the belt!Get your car fixed and go home! !

Then I will never come to such a poor and remote place again. There are a lot of bad things when there is nothing.

The sound of the chainsaw outside the door was very loud. I don't know if the chainsaw killer's IQ is not enough, or he is too confident in himself.

Dragging such a weapon that can hear the sound of "sizzling" for several kilometers around, dare to stab and walk in the dark building where you can't see your fingers to catch people.

...Of course, it is also possible that the passengers passing by in the past were too good at dealing with such emergencies, and they were in the old house of the murderer.

Without a favorable location, the psychological defense line was defeated again, so naturally he couldn't beat the murderer with the chainsaw.

But it doesn't matter, Sidel took out something from her bosom, and after arranging the room, she contentedly picked up the pistol and pressed it against the wall, breathing lightly, listening carefully to Leatherface's movements.

Tonight, she'll capsize Leatherface's gutter.

There were still four bullets in the gun.

...Well, let him feel the breath of the times again.

"Zizzi-"

The harsh sound of the chainsaw lingered in the empty corridor, and the dark equipment room was silent, only the chainsaw outside the door and the heavy footsteps of men.

a moment.

Tap, tap, tap...

The sound of footsteps accompanied by the sharp and piercing whirring of the chainsaw made people's brains ache.

Sydel quickly realized that the killer with a chainsaw was on patrol——

Holding his own chainsaw, he kept walking in this corridor.

Leatherface should know that outsiders broke into the town, maybe Eva tipped him off, but he didn't know the exact location of the outsiders.

……Do not.

No, Leatherface should have been in this hospital building, and rushed over after hearing the woman's terrified screams.

Otherwise, he couldn't have appeared so quickly—in the hospital with a complex structure and a large area, he must have heard some voices, so he kept wandering around this circle.

The rusty iron door was closed when Sidelle came in, but the door was not locked.

If you lock the door now and turn out the window, you can smoothly leave the equipment room with its exit blocked, but Sidelle is not going to do this.

Not to mention the torrential rain outside, how much the shooting accuracy will drop in the rain.In the small town outside, Leatherface must be more familiar with the terrain than Sidelle.

Although fighting with a murderer holding a chainsaw in such a small space seems extremely inconvenient.

But in fact, if you really run out in the rain, it is the most unfavorable choice.

The sound of the chainsaw was outside the door, sometimes far away and sometimes near, Sidel could even tell where Leatherface went, and then turned back.

A man with a mask made of human skin sewn on his face, holding a buzzing chainsaw on a dark rainy day, wandered like a ghost in the dark corridors of the abandoned hospital.

Sidelle could even imagine this scene in the corridor.

But she didn't panic at all, and thought for a few seconds.

She thought for a while, lowered her body, and took a few steps back quietly. When the sound of the chainsaw gradually became louder again and approached the iron gate beside her, she deliberately made a noise.

"Shhhhhhhhh-"

Hearing the movement, Leatherface was like a bull in heat, and rushed over holding the chainsaw, his heavy body smashed open the iron gate.

Sidelle stood in the corner of the instrument room, and saw the appearance of "Leather Face" clearly under the light of the flashlight.

The man's muscular body was wrapped in a heavy coat full of stains. He turned his face and saw the blond girl standing in the corner.

Sidel also saw his face... the freshly peeled human skin.

It looked like a young man's face, with undried blood still condensed on the face, and dense needlework marks on the edge of the face.

He peeled off a person's face and stuck it on his own face! !

Leatherface saw Sydelle, and he raised the chainsaw in his hand. The chainsaw was half as tall as him, with sharp teeth, and coldly shone with snow-white light in the darkness.

Sidelle saw Leatherface, and she raised the gun in her hand.

Leatherface paused when he was about to rush over.

Although he guards the old chainsaw that has accompanied him for many years day and night, stays hard in the basement of this abandoned town, is very dedicated to playing the title of a murderous madman, and tries his best to slaughter every passer-by, but he is determined not to change it. own weapon.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't know guns.

Sidelle calmly pulled the trigger.

Leatherface took a few steps back.

The gun didn't go off.

Sidelle: "...??"

She pressed it a few more times, and found that... the gun seems, probably, should—

It's a belated misfire!

Leatherface: "..."

The man with a sewed face hugged the giant chainsaw tightly, and the buzzing sound was ear-piercing. He rushed over with a relentless drive, full of air pressure, as if he wanted to split the girl in front of him in half.

Sidelle stared at the dumb gun in her hand speechlessly and fell silent.

What a broken thing.

The blond girl in the corner threw the pistol head-on as if giving up on herself, and was split in half by Leatherface without hesitation.

Even with a pistol as a convenient killing tool in front of him, Leatherface still only loves his old stained chainsaw.

The chainsaw is ringing!

Leatherface rushed over with his chainsaw in his arms!

He's getting closer to the corner!

The vicious killer is only a few meters away from the beautiful and poor defenseless girl!

He's about to hurt the poor little girl with his sharp saw...

Wait, he, he fell!

Sidelle: "..."

Ah oh.

The wire hanging around the corner of the table came in handy.

The face of the fallen man hit the ground heavily, making the sound of his flesh colliding with the cement, which must have been painful.

...Everyone is so reckless.

Sidelle glanced at the various "props" she hung on the hanging lamps, window lattices and corners of the room.

There was a slight silence.

Be careful sailing for thousands of years, King Gou will never capsize!

The chainsaw slipped from Leatherface's hands, and Sidelle's eyes lit up, she had long admired this huge chainsaw.

Before Leatherface could bear the pain of his cut legs and get up, a cold and heavy object slammed into the back of his head.

The cold liquid spread to the floor, and he was dizzy for a while. He growled and tried to get up with the chainsaw, but when he looked up, he found...the chainsaw that had been with him for decades was actually hugged by the blond girl inside! !

Sidel turned off the chainsaw, hugged it in her arms, squatted beside Leatherface and looked at him curiously, and suddenly understood why he liked this chainsaw so much.

This chainsaw is huge in size, densely packed with teeth, and covered with dark stains. It looks like a good guy for cutting people. It really feels safe when you pick it up! !

Sidelle was very satisfied with Leatherface's chainsaw.

However, when Leatherface looked up and saw this scene, his eyes were about to burst, and he reached out angrily to grab the chainsaw back.

For him, the chainsaw that has accompanied him for many years is second only to his leather face mask! !

It's not an exaggeration to call her a wife.

May I ask, who can watch his wife lying in someone else's arms?

Although Leatherface is a perverted murderer, his possessive desire is still very strong.

Then the next moment, Sidelle tore off his most important human leather face mask.

"……Wow."

She let out an emotionless exclamation, threw the young man's face aside, and the beam of the flashlight shone directly on the real face of the "leather face".

...Wait, that's not his real face yet.

The reaction of Leatherface whose face was forcibly torn off was beyond Sidelle's expectations.

She seemed to have unintentionally tore off the leather-faced buttocks, and she was ready for the man in front of her to kill violently regardless of the pain.

In fact, she has been cautiously on guard all the time, ready to turn on the chainsaw at all times, playing the role of a chainsaw massacre and a rainy night massacre.

Although it's not night yet, the sky is about the same as night...?

However, after the skin was torn off, he faced the bright light that hit him straight.

Leatherface actually curled up subconsciously, covering his face, with a bit of panic, he whimpered softly: "Don't, no... don't look at me!"

Sidelle: "..."

Just listening to this weak panting, this frightened lines, this extremely bad atmosphere... She almost thought that what she was tearing was not Leatherface's face, but his clothes.

"You..." She couldn't hold back, and swears: "You didn't even show your fucking face, why don't you hide."

The leather face whose human skin was torn off seemed to have suddenly lost its anger and killing intent, and just covered its face in horror, but in fact, there was another skin under his young man's face.

...is the face of a woman.

Good guy, this leather face is not taboo for men and women.

It's just that the woman's face seems to be damaged, the left half of the face is torn, and the real face of the leather face can be seen from it.

His true face—

Sidelle was silent.

……Um.

It was an indescribable and indescribable face. Although only a small half of it was seen, the deformed face and horrible and disgusting skin left a lot of impressions on Sidelle.

She was even thinking about whether to cover up the young man's face and forget it.

Under the light of the flashlight, he lost his mask-covered leather face, like a sun-dried earthworm, and lost all his strength. He covered his face, as if he didn't want others to see his appearance.

Sidelle looked at him, then at the face on the ground, and suddenly came up with an idea.

"Leatherface," she moved closer, and whispered in his ear, "Your new dick seems to be broken..."

"You don't have a face now, so you must not dare to go out. It doesn't matter, there is a very beautiful female corpse in the hotel. Her skin is white, smooth, and textured...It must be very suitable for making a beautiful face."

"Do you know where the hotel is? It's just in front of the town..."

After Sidel and Leatherface finished whispering, they saw the man twisting his body, as if he wanted to get up from the ground.

"Do you want it?" She smiled and took out the crowbar.

There was another crackling bone cracking sound.

Give him hope in what he desires most, and then destroy it with his own hands.

...For a perverted murderer, it can be regarded as a kind of torture.

Of course, the punishment he was going to get should have been far more than these, but those had nothing to do with Sidelle.

Sidel walked around Leatherface lying on the ground with broken limbs and unable to get up, and when she hugged the chainsaw and wanted to leave, she suddenly remembered something.

She glanced back at the room.

Her eyes fixed on Malcolm for a while. The man was like a mountain of meat. Sidel was sure she couldn't carry it. She looked away and looked at the woman who was still in a coma.

This one can move.

Sidelle now has a guess about the identity of the woman.

She should be the only survivor from the last wave of passengers.

The last wave of tourists also arrived in this small town, not long ago.

But obviously, those passengers are just ordinary people, and they are different from Sidel's group of villains.

The travelers died at the hands of Leatherface, only this woman escaped.

Sidelle untied the cloth strip on her head, tried to touch it, and found that the blood was no longer overflowing, so she casually threw the cloth strip aside.

Pulling up the woman's collar, she walked out slowly.

The troubles in the small town are temporarily resolved, and she has to rush back to the hotel.

John called the police station in the city to report the situation here.

"It's really bad, a lot of people have died so far...I'm not exaggerating."

"I know you can't call the police, that's not what I meant...but the road hasn't been repaired yet."

He hung up the phone irritably, with a gloomy face.

The atmosphere in the hotel is dull and depressing.

Sidelle came back at this time.

The girl in a black raincoat pushed open the door, holding a heavily stained chainsaw in her left hand, and... dragging a woman with her right hand? ?

The blond girl raised her head, revealing a plain face.

It's just that under the calm expression as always, her left brow bone has been stained red with blood, and there are still a few bloodstains of different shades on her plain white cheeks.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like dragging a dead body after killing someone.

The murderer remained extremely calm.

Sidelle came back to the hotel and was slightly relieved after seeing that everyone was fine.

It seems that the female corpse has not had time to act as a demon.

She threw the woman in her hand on the floor and explained a few words: "This woman is the one who escaped from Charlie's trunk."

"She got into a fight with Malcolm and accidentally passed out."

Sidel recounted everything briefly, omitting unnecessary processes, and summed up a brief overview.

Belch had been obediently sitting there holding an umbrella. He was elated when he saw Sidelle come back, but when he saw the blood on the girl's face, his expression sank.

It wasn't until Sidel finished briefly recounting everything that Belch found the right time. He leaned forward and asked in a low voice: "Sister, the injury on your head..."

Sidelle took off the hood of her black raincoat, and waved her hands casually after hearing that, "It's not a big problem."

It's just that the skin was scratched by the iron hook, it's not a serious problem.

Now everyone's eyes and attention are obviously focused on one person.

The hotel hostess, Eva.

According to what Sidel said, then... this hostess Eva is not a good thing either.

Eva also realized that the situation was not good for her. Her complexion gradually turned pale, and the gentle smile she managed to maintain became more and more broken. She laughed twice: "Why are you looking at me?"

The woman cast her eyes on Sidelle.

Her eyes froze on the blood on Sydel's face and the big chainsaw she was holding in her arms, her complexion suddenly turned gray, and she asked with a bit of despair: "This chainsaw... where did you get it?"

Sidelle glanced at her a few times, and smiled lightly: "It's from the leather face you said."

Eva started to tremble, her eyes glazed over, and she screamed unconsciously: "No! Impossible!! How did you do it?!"

Why would someone walk out of Leatherface alive?

Sidelle: "..."

……Um.

"Maybe..." Sidel tilted her head, her smile remained unchanged, and she said lightly, "Is it because practice makes perfect?"