It seemed that the cold wind was still blowing out of the dark hole.
Sidelle put her hand above the entrance of the cave, felt the wind blowing slightly, and there was a little dampness in the cold, she thought for a while, took out the small flashlight and looked down, and saw the well-defined stairs next to the entrance of the cave.
She didn't hesitate, and when she saw no one below, she leaned in decisively.
Stepping on the wooden stairs, even if Siddel was more careful, there was still a "creaking" sound.
But there is no one in this underground space.
The only disadvantage is that after entering from the cave, the person inside the cave cannot reverse the mechanism of the wax figure table from the inside, that is——
Sydel could not close the hole.
If the murderer hiding in the small town enters the wax museum, as long as he is familiar with the terrain, he will definitely find outsiders coming in from the basement.
And the outsider who broke in has not left yet.
Sidelle: "..."
Ah, this is really bad news.
In order to avoid accidents, Sidelle planned to finish the basement as soon as possible.Surprisingly, it seems that this place is really just an independent underground space, and there is no other exit.
The walls of the basement are covered with flesh-colored wax. The thickness of the wax is different, and the wax is condensed on the mottled walls, giving it a sense of age.
There was a gloomy and cold atmosphere in the air, and Sidelle turned on the small flashlight, dust flying in the snow-white beam.The light swept across the simply furnished hall, and she found that it turned out to be a small living room.
Where she is now should be the living room.
In the middle of the hall, there is a large iron table, on which there are a bunch of things in a mess, including sculpture tools, several facial iron molds of different sizes, several sets of bowls and spoons for eating, a few restraint belts and other trivial things thing.
They are all very old-fashioned objects.
The person who used to live in this house, if he is still alive, would be about 80 or [-] years old.
Sidelle frowned slightly, walked around the iron table and came to the TV in the hall.
An old small TV, placed on the one-piece table cabinet, is covered with dust.
She reached out and groped a few times, and found a CD and a small box in the lower drawer.
The wax wooden box was unlocked, and when it was opened, an old brass key was placed inside.
Sidelle tried the disc first. She tried to put the disc into the DVD player next to the small TV. After inserting the disc, she found the power cord and the socket. After fumbling for a while, the screen of the small TV actually turned on.
Here...the electricity is still on!
Sidelle took away the copper key, and the disc began to play a meaningless prelude, and the subtle sound of electricity came from the TV. Obviously, this old guy can't last long.
When the prelude was played, there was no sound from the disc, just the hoarse electric sound echoing in this dark and silent basement.
Apart from the TV, the iron table, and a few chairs, there were no other objects in the hall.
The bedroom door was slightly opened towards the hall, and Sidelle got up without hesitation, and took advantage of the time when the disc was playing the prelude, and pushed open the bedroom door with the copper key.
The bedroom space is not big, squeezed next to each other, put a pile of beds.
On the left is a double bed, and on the right are several small beds, one of which is very special, its bed frame is exposed black iron bars, and there are four iron restraint tools on it.
It can tie up all the hands and feet of the child sleeping on this bed.
However, such devices tend to be reserved for extremely dangerous patients in psychiatric institutions because they can cause irreversible damage to a person's wrists and ankles.
It is cruel for children to use this device.
Sidelle inadvertently thought of Esther, the girl her family had adopted.The mentally ill patient, who seemed to be only nine years old, wore black ribbons on her wrists and neck all the time, because she was bound with restraint belts in a mental hospital for a long time, which caused indelible scars to her body.
... If there was a family living here, what did the bound child do to be so feared by the family?
There is a bedside table next to the double bed, and a colored photo is placed on the bedside table.
The picture appears to be a family, they are standing in the courtyard.The mother looked at the camera with a gentle face and soft eyes. A tall man stood behind her. On the left and on the right were two little boys of the same age, both only seven or eight years old.
The boy on the left has a bright smile, the boy on the right has no face.
……and many more.
Sidelle took another look carefully.
The boy on the right is not faceless, but—
His face was covered with a wax mask, which completely covered his face.
Although the photo is in color, the resolution is not high. You can only vaguely see that the wax mask is cloudy white. It was originally a warm and harmonious family photo, but because of the existence of this child, it looks rather scary at first glance.
Sidelle remembered the facial molds of different sizes placed on the iron table outside, and suddenly understood that those masks were all for this boy.
But why would the boy's face be covered in wax?
She was puzzled, but she didn't have much time to think. While thinking in her heart, she kept moving her hands, put down the family photos and rummaged among the desks and cabinets.
On the first drawer, there are bits and pieces of locks, including a small mirror, a few hair ties, an IMCO lighter, the butane inside has disappeared, a tie...all are some very simple daily necessities.
There is only one exception, which is a drop-shaped emerald earring, with gold wires wrapped around the dark green emerald, which looks extremely beautiful.
Its owner must also cherish it very much, specially wrapped it in silk and put it in the deepest part of the first drawer.
Sidelle thought about it, took the jade earrings away, and closed the first drawer.
There is only one notebook in the second drawer.
The cover of the notebook is very thick, with gilt patterns printed on the pitch-black cover. Opening the notebook, the owner's name is written on the first page.
"Trudy Lane."
There was a strange noise coming from the TV outside, and Sidelle glanced at the bedroom whose layout could be seen clearly at a glance, and quickly retreated out.
After returning to the living room, Sidel suddenly noticed that among the several chairs placed in the living room, only one was an iron chair, and the others were all wooden chairs.
She took another look and found that there were also plastic straps specially used to bind her hands and feet on the iron chair. The straps were severely worn, and there were still purple and black blood stains between the iron seams.
The person who was tied to this chair must have struggled very hard.
At this moment, a few snowflake streaks flashed on the screen of the small square TV from time to time, and the sound of sizzling electricity was always used as the background sound, but these did not affect the content of the CD that Sidelle was watching.
The disc starts to play. At the beginning of the video, there is a sunny courtyard with lush trees and fragrant grass. Inside the white fence, a couple is standing in front of the camera, smiling happily, as if they are recording their own lives. Behind them, they are sitting under the tree. Two little boys playing.
"That's my child..." The woman pointed to the two boys under the tree and said loudly to the camera.
The content of the CD seems to be less important now.
She put away the small flashlight and stood closer. Using the peripheral vision of the TV, she adjusted the video to double speed with the remote control that she took out. While watching the video, she opened Trudy's notes.
At the same time, Sidelle glanced at the time on the phone.
Three minutes had passed since she entered the church.If no key clues are found within 3 minutes, Sidelle can only exit first.
Belch was not tied here, and staying in one place for too long would undoubtedly increase the risk of exposure.
She decided to spend 1 minute flipping through the notes first, and then use 1 minute to fast forward and skip through the video.
Sidelle opened the notebook, the first page had Trudy's name written on it, she continued to flip through, and on the back of the first page, she wrote a line of words scribbled.
"I can't imagine what kind of child I will be born with."
This line of writing was crossed out with a black pen, but the content can still be seen clearly.
Sidelle frowned.
This "child" is obviously the one who is bound up in daily life.
She quickly flipped through, skipping the contents of the front of the notebook at a glance. It seemed that Trudy was only using this notebook to record her daily life after moving to this small town.
When she turned to a page, she grabbed a key word and slowed down her reading speed.
[November 10 sunny]
[I can't believe that such an unfortunate thing can happen to me, God, why did you treat me like this...
Sinclair reassured me, telling me that God had endowed me with the incomparable gift of statues, and that it was only the price I had to pay.
However, I could see that he was also in shock and fear. 】
[November 10 sunny]
[Sinclair did something without telling me...
He stabbed them and they survived.
But I'm still at a loss, I don't know if this is the right way to do it. 】
[Rain on November 11]
[Since I gave birth to them, although I was afraid at first, after getting along for a month, I think I have accepted them.
I feel so guilty for them, and now, I just want to hug them and tell them that I am your mother and I will always love you.
God, why did I panic in the first place?I can no longer understand that feeling. 】
【December 12 heavy snow】
[Neighbors came to visit, but they were scared away. 】
【December 12 heavy snow】
[Rumours started in the town, they said that I gave birth to a monster. 】
【December 12, Xiaoxue】
[When Sinclair came back, he seemed to be stopped by someone. I saw a hole in his clothes and a wound on his face, but he didn't say anything to me.
He told me not to pay attention to the gossip in the town, which actually didn't upset me.
My attention has been fully focused on my children. I firmly believe that they are angels sent to me by God. They just landed together. The angel behind did not stand still and jumped on his brother.
Their little feet move, so cute.
My brother is crying, he seems to be hungry, I am going to feed him.
By the way, I have to leave some for my brother.
I hope that their pain can be alleviated as soon as possible. My heart is broken because of him.
But I'm glad I didn't give up on them. 】
Since then, the narration has always revolved around the twins. Trudy expressed strong maternal love. She has been vigorously praising her two boys in her diary for how cute, lively and clever they are.
The video on the disc seems to demonstrate this point.
In the black and white images on the TV, it seems to be a happy and happy family.
It wasn't until Sidelle flipped through the diary for several years that she saw an abrupt message.
The handwriting was scrawled and flustered, and the diary writers were so frightened that they forgot to put the date.
[I seem to... gave birth to a monster. 】
[Perhaps, at the beginning, the people in the town were right.This is all horrendous, omg I can't take it!What should I do, can anyone give me an idea? 】
Sidelle raised her eyebrows.
What happened in those years? !
Sidelle put her hand above the entrance of the cave, felt the wind blowing slightly, and there was a little dampness in the cold, she thought for a while, took out the small flashlight and looked down, and saw the well-defined stairs next to the entrance of the cave.
She didn't hesitate, and when she saw no one below, she leaned in decisively.
Stepping on the wooden stairs, even if Siddel was more careful, there was still a "creaking" sound.
But there is no one in this underground space.
The only disadvantage is that after entering from the cave, the person inside the cave cannot reverse the mechanism of the wax figure table from the inside, that is——
Sydel could not close the hole.
If the murderer hiding in the small town enters the wax museum, as long as he is familiar with the terrain, he will definitely find outsiders coming in from the basement.
And the outsider who broke in has not left yet.
Sidelle: "..."
Ah, this is really bad news.
In order to avoid accidents, Sidelle planned to finish the basement as soon as possible.Surprisingly, it seems that this place is really just an independent underground space, and there is no other exit.
The walls of the basement are covered with flesh-colored wax. The thickness of the wax is different, and the wax is condensed on the mottled walls, giving it a sense of age.
There was a gloomy and cold atmosphere in the air, and Sidelle turned on the small flashlight, dust flying in the snow-white beam.The light swept across the simply furnished hall, and she found that it turned out to be a small living room.
Where she is now should be the living room.
In the middle of the hall, there is a large iron table, on which there are a bunch of things in a mess, including sculpture tools, several facial iron molds of different sizes, several sets of bowls and spoons for eating, a few restraint belts and other trivial things thing.
They are all very old-fashioned objects.
The person who used to live in this house, if he is still alive, would be about 80 or [-] years old.
Sidelle frowned slightly, walked around the iron table and came to the TV in the hall.
An old small TV, placed on the one-piece table cabinet, is covered with dust.
She reached out and groped a few times, and found a CD and a small box in the lower drawer.
The wax wooden box was unlocked, and when it was opened, an old brass key was placed inside.
Sidelle tried the disc first. She tried to put the disc into the DVD player next to the small TV. After inserting the disc, she found the power cord and the socket. After fumbling for a while, the screen of the small TV actually turned on.
Here...the electricity is still on!
Sidelle took away the copper key, and the disc began to play a meaningless prelude, and the subtle sound of electricity came from the TV. Obviously, this old guy can't last long.
When the prelude was played, there was no sound from the disc, just the hoarse electric sound echoing in this dark and silent basement.
Apart from the TV, the iron table, and a few chairs, there were no other objects in the hall.
The bedroom door was slightly opened towards the hall, and Sidelle got up without hesitation, and took advantage of the time when the disc was playing the prelude, and pushed open the bedroom door with the copper key.
The bedroom space is not big, squeezed next to each other, put a pile of beds.
On the left is a double bed, and on the right are several small beds, one of which is very special, its bed frame is exposed black iron bars, and there are four iron restraint tools on it.
It can tie up all the hands and feet of the child sleeping on this bed.
However, such devices tend to be reserved for extremely dangerous patients in psychiatric institutions because they can cause irreversible damage to a person's wrists and ankles.
It is cruel for children to use this device.
Sidelle inadvertently thought of Esther, the girl her family had adopted.The mentally ill patient, who seemed to be only nine years old, wore black ribbons on her wrists and neck all the time, because she was bound with restraint belts in a mental hospital for a long time, which caused indelible scars to her body.
... If there was a family living here, what did the bound child do to be so feared by the family?
There is a bedside table next to the double bed, and a colored photo is placed on the bedside table.
The picture appears to be a family, they are standing in the courtyard.The mother looked at the camera with a gentle face and soft eyes. A tall man stood behind her. On the left and on the right were two little boys of the same age, both only seven or eight years old.
The boy on the left has a bright smile, the boy on the right has no face.
……and many more.
Sidelle took another look carefully.
The boy on the right is not faceless, but—
His face was covered with a wax mask, which completely covered his face.
Although the photo is in color, the resolution is not high. You can only vaguely see that the wax mask is cloudy white. It was originally a warm and harmonious family photo, but because of the existence of this child, it looks rather scary at first glance.
Sidelle remembered the facial molds of different sizes placed on the iron table outside, and suddenly understood that those masks were all for this boy.
But why would the boy's face be covered in wax?
She was puzzled, but she didn't have much time to think. While thinking in her heart, she kept moving her hands, put down the family photos and rummaged among the desks and cabinets.
On the first drawer, there are bits and pieces of locks, including a small mirror, a few hair ties, an IMCO lighter, the butane inside has disappeared, a tie...all are some very simple daily necessities.
There is only one exception, which is a drop-shaped emerald earring, with gold wires wrapped around the dark green emerald, which looks extremely beautiful.
Its owner must also cherish it very much, specially wrapped it in silk and put it in the deepest part of the first drawer.
Sidelle thought about it, took the jade earrings away, and closed the first drawer.
There is only one notebook in the second drawer.
The cover of the notebook is very thick, with gilt patterns printed on the pitch-black cover. Opening the notebook, the owner's name is written on the first page.
"Trudy Lane."
There was a strange noise coming from the TV outside, and Sidelle glanced at the bedroom whose layout could be seen clearly at a glance, and quickly retreated out.
After returning to the living room, Sidel suddenly noticed that among the several chairs placed in the living room, only one was an iron chair, and the others were all wooden chairs.
She took another look and found that there were also plastic straps specially used to bind her hands and feet on the iron chair. The straps were severely worn, and there were still purple and black blood stains between the iron seams.
The person who was tied to this chair must have struggled very hard.
At this moment, a few snowflake streaks flashed on the screen of the small square TV from time to time, and the sound of sizzling electricity was always used as the background sound, but these did not affect the content of the CD that Sidelle was watching.
The disc starts to play. At the beginning of the video, there is a sunny courtyard with lush trees and fragrant grass. Inside the white fence, a couple is standing in front of the camera, smiling happily, as if they are recording their own lives. Behind them, they are sitting under the tree. Two little boys playing.
"That's my child..." The woman pointed to the two boys under the tree and said loudly to the camera.
The content of the CD seems to be less important now.
She put away the small flashlight and stood closer. Using the peripheral vision of the TV, she adjusted the video to double speed with the remote control that she took out. While watching the video, she opened Trudy's notes.
At the same time, Sidelle glanced at the time on the phone.
Three minutes had passed since she entered the church.If no key clues are found within 3 minutes, Sidelle can only exit first.
Belch was not tied here, and staying in one place for too long would undoubtedly increase the risk of exposure.
She decided to spend 1 minute flipping through the notes first, and then use 1 minute to fast forward and skip through the video.
Sidelle opened the notebook, the first page had Trudy's name written on it, she continued to flip through, and on the back of the first page, she wrote a line of words scribbled.
"I can't imagine what kind of child I will be born with."
This line of writing was crossed out with a black pen, but the content can still be seen clearly.
Sidelle frowned.
This "child" is obviously the one who is bound up in daily life.
She quickly flipped through, skipping the contents of the front of the notebook at a glance. It seemed that Trudy was only using this notebook to record her daily life after moving to this small town.
When she turned to a page, she grabbed a key word and slowed down her reading speed.
[November 10 sunny]
[I can't believe that such an unfortunate thing can happen to me, God, why did you treat me like this...
Sinclair reassured me, telling me that God had endowed me with the incomparable gift of statues, and that it was only the price I had to pay.
However, I could see that he was also in shock and fear. 】
[November 10 sunny]
[Sinclair did something without telling me...
He stabbed them and they survived.
But I'm still at a loss, I don't know if this is the right way to do it. 】
[Rain on November 11]
[Since I gave birth to them, although I was afraid at first, after getting along for a month, I think I have accepted them.
I feel so guilty for them, and now, I just want to hug them and tell them that I am your mother and I will always love you.
God, why did I panic in the first place?I can no longer understand that feeling. 】
【December 12 heavy snow】
[Neighbors came to visit, but they were scared away. 】
【December 12 heavy snow】
[Rumours started in the town, they said that I gave birth to a monster. 】
【December 12, Xiaoxue】
[When Sinclair came back, he seemed to be stopped by someone. I saw a hole in his clothes and a wound on his face, but he didn't say anything to me.
He told me not to pay attention to the gossip in the town, which actually didn't upset me.
My attention has been fully focused on my children. I firmly believe that they are angels sent to me by God. They just landed together. The angel behind did not stand still and jumped on his brother.
Their little feet move, so cute.
My brother is crying, he seems to be hungry, I am going to feed him.
By the way, I have to leave some for my brother.
I hope that their pain can be alleviated as soon as possible. My heart is broken because of him.
But I'm glad I didn't give up on them. 】
Since then, the narration has always revolved around the twins. Trudy expressed strong maternal love. She has been vigorously praising her two boys in her diary for how cute, lively and clever they are.
The video on the disc seems to demonstrate this point.
In the black and white images on the TV, it seems to be a happy and happy family.
It wasn't until Sidelle flipped through the diary for several years that she saw an abrupt message.
The handwriting was scrawled and flustered, and the diary writers were so frightened that they forgot to put the date.
[I seem to... gave birth to a monster. 】
[Perhaps, at the beginning, the people in the town were right.This is all horrendous, omg I can't take it!What should I do, can anyone give me an idea? 】
Sidelle raised her eyebrows.
What happened in those years? !
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