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Catherine, the junior nun and peripheral member of the Adventist order, pulled her old Ford, which was in disrepair, into the driveway.

The garage door creaked and was lifted up with difficulty. It was already dark, and the remaining rays of the setting sun looked blood-red. They illuminated the messy debris inside the garage.

Catherine subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror, which reflected her face, a haggard and grim face.

For a moment, Catherine was almost startled by the cold eyes in the rearview mirror—the eyes more like the eyes of a sociopath or a terrorist.

But soon she came back to her senses, she took out the makeup mirror from her handbag in a panic, this time the person she saw in the mirror was still the one she was all too familiar with.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered "The Holy Son is above", but she quickly laughed because of her own words.

Oh, my God, even someone like her can't help picking up some weird catchphrases after hanging out in that church.

She thought sarcastically in her heart.

It has to be said that Catherine is qualified as a low-level Adventist nun, but this does not mean that she is really as pious as she claims to be when she coaxed those Protestants.In fact, Catherine never had any faith in the so-called Adventists and the so-called Son of God.

In her opinion, whether it is the Adventists, the miracles of the Holy Son, and the things they do to attract believers and collect their money and souls, they are all goddamn bullshit... But these bullshit can help her Paying the credit card bills and the student loans that should go to hell.

So Catherine played the role of devout Adventist nun quite professionally.

"Everyone needs to survive."

Catherine took out a cigarette and bit it between her teeth, muttering vaguely, as if trying to convince herself.

The setting sun had completely sunk below the horizon, but Catherine just stayed in the car smoking cigarettes one by one.For some reason, she was a little flustered today.

Is it because of the cold eyes she saw on her face in the mirror just now, or because she just persuaded a young single mother to take her child to live in a sisters' home set up by the Adventists today?

"That kid has beautiful golden hair..."

Catherine couldn't help mumbling to herself, then froze.

She could already vaguely sense that the child's blond hair might not be a good thing for her, and those things hidden behind the scenes made her feel a little uncomfortable, but she still forced herself to ignore that uncomfortable feeling.

She didn't have any deep connection with the mother and daughter, so... even if something happened, it wasn't her responsibility.

Catherine thought.

The smoke at her fingertips had burned to the end, almost scalding her.

"Oh fuck-"

The stinging pain instantly woke up Catherine from that chaotic and heavy mood.

She wiped her face vigorously, thinking of her thoughts a few seconds ago, she almost sneered.

There are so many problems in this world, and the person who should be responsible should not be an ordinary citizen like her who is struggling with bills and credit cards.

After thinking this way, Catherine felt much better. She barely parked the car in the garage, then got out of the car in a bit of embarrassment and walked towards the door with the daily necessities she just bought from the supermarket.

"Crack-"

The key slipped into the lock, and the door opened smoothly.

Catherine frowned. She vaguely felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't find any clues.

And her attention was quickly diverted by other things.

The lamp is broken.

When the switch was turned on, the light bulb suddenly burst into a scorching and dazzling light, so bright that the light that should hardly be emitted by a light bulb made Catherine's eyes white.

In just a split second, her eyes blurred.

Immediately afterwards, the light bulb shattered with a "bang", and the shattered glass suddenly scattered. Catherine let out a low scream, and then the sundries in her arms fell in all directions.

There was a tingling pain in her arm, obviously scratched by the broken light bulb glass just now.

"Damn goddamn goddamn—"

Catherine cursed in horror, the porch was dark, and her eyes were blurred.The too glaring white light just now made her unable to see normally now, but she touched her arm and felt a large piece of warm blood.

"I should sue the goddamn lightbulb company! Fucking...wow..."

Distraught, she walked toward the kitchen, trying to find her medical kit.But just taking a step forward, she couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

There were glass shards in her slippers, and those glass shards were deeply embedded in the soles of her feet.

This time her injury was much worse than the wound on her arm.Catherine lost her center of gravity, and she fell hard to the ground.

"Ahhhh-"

A series of screams erupted from the dark, gloomy entrance.

Fine shards of glass seemed to have been embedded in half of Catherine's body, tears welled up from her in the intense pain, and there was a strange smell in the air, but Catherine didn't notice it.

She blinked desperately trying to regain her vision, and her hands struggled to reach her side. In her impression, her bag should be there, and her mobile phone was in the bag.

For God the son of a bitch's sake, she's going to have to call [-] now—thinking of the ambulance bill and the hospital bill, Catherine feels her wounds hurt even more.

She should buy herself a better insurance...

Catherine thought, and then she felt something very, very cold and smooth.

At first, she was very confused, she couldn't judge what she touched, it was very cold - like ice cubes just taken out of the freezer, but much colder than ice cubes.

With just one touch, Catherine's fingertips became numb as if they had been frostbitten.

"This fucking—"

What is it?

Before Catherine's hoarse whisper could be fully uttered, a hazy bluish-white light came into her vision.

Catherine's eyes widened in shock as she looked at what her fingers touched.

That's...the wings.

Very beautiful, incomparable wings, like ice and snow, like diamonds, like flowing mercury... Each feather emits a soft but extremely bright white light from the inside out, and the outside of the halo is filled with pearl shell Mother-like rainbow colors.

Catherine raised her head involuntarily and looked up.

thumping—

Her heart seemed to be about to stop beating.

"Almighty... Great... El... Son..."

Vague and meaningless murmurs escaped uncontrollably from her trembling lips, and she began to tremble.

No words could describe the man she saw.In the past few years, she has been accepting all kinds of Adventist propaganda, but deep in her heart she has never taken it seriously, until this moment——

She met the real Son.

And with just a glimpse of Him, Catherine felt that the secular world she had been reluctant to part with before had become so pale and empty.

"How lucky I am...I...I..."

Catherine murmured, her heart was filled with ecstasy, she even forgot the wounds on her body and those terrible glass shards, a strong impulse drove her to bow her body and struggle to crawl forward.

She lowered her head, excitedly wanting to kiss the toes of the living angel.

But her movements stopped.

The "angel" with icy wings stretched out a finger, pointing vaguely at the middle-aged woman's brow.

Catherine's pupils suddenly constricted, and she finally saw clearly the pupils of the "angel" cast towards her under the white light.

That was... an abyss-like look.

The next second, Catherine screamed.

Not the kind of scream of horror or surprise, but the kind of scream that humans make when they have a nervous breakdown in the face of the most terrifying and darkest things in the world.That scream can't convey any useful information, the only function is to vent the pain that is so huge that it will burst the soul.

The scenes that once filled Calvin's spiritual world like lightning are now rushing in Catherine's brain.

Her time has been stretched infinitely, at least in her spiritual world.

And during that time, she became the nameless victims themselves—the pets mercilessly put to death, the children suffering the darkest torments, the desperate cultists who had lost everything.

Those... people and animals that were swallowed by the darkness also turned into darkness again, completely swallowing her soul.

And the last scene before she fell into chaos forever, was "she" was thrown into the dilapidated wooden crate, and "she" watched the "master" take away the beautiful bird through the gap of the dirty blanket. white dog.

"Her" heart was completely broken.

Do not--

she thinks.

I am Darling.

wrong.

I'm... Darin...

……

"Ouch..."

"Calvin" lowered his head, staring at the blood-stained woman rolling around at his feet.

His eyes were still empty, cold, and without any waves, even the continuous barking that suddenly came out of the woman's mouth did not make him feel any fluctuations in emotion.

The pupils embedded in his eye sockets seemed to be just a pair of lifeless stones, bright and gorgeous, but without any warmth.

"He" passed Catherine who was still twitching expressionlessly, and walked slowly towards the door.

With each step the wings behind him and the light around him grew dimmer, and by the time he reached the end of the driveway outside Catherine's house, the wings behind him had disappeared completely, and so had the light, Standing on the concrete floor was only a thin man with a pale face and eyes tightly closed.

If someone happened to pass by here at this time, they might suspect that Calvin standing in front of the driveway was a sleepwalker.

He was still wearing pajamas, his head was covered in cold sweat, and his whole body was tottering like a reed blown by the wind, with an extremely painful expression on his face.

And behind his eyelids, his eyeballs were moving rapidly, as if he was still immersed in a long and painful dream.

"Do not……"

Finally, a weak murmur escaped from his trembling lips, and then, like a doll whose circuit had been torn off, he fell straight to the ground.

But just when Calvin was about to fall to the ground, a pair of hands stretched out and caught him firmly.