deformed bone

The moment he opened the door, Calvin already realized something was wrong.

He didn't even see what the person outside the door looked like, but his body was already functioning before his brain—the twisted and dark aura was so strong, it quickly brought Gal to him not long ago. Wen's sense of fear that almost collapsed was awakened.

No matter who that guy was or... "what", it had its eyes on itself.

Calvin didn't know why that was, he just had a "gut feeling" and that "gut feeling" was screaming "DANGER!" in his body right now.

It was too late to say it, and at the moment when the shadow of the other party appeared, Calvin pressed his shoulder heavily on the door panel. He tried to close the door again, but it was already too late.

A pale hand protruded from behind the door, it was not the hand of a living person.

Even a cockroach can tell this, although the hand looks no different from a normal human hand in appearance: slender fingers, smooth nails, broad palms, and fine and dry skin.

But anyone just needs to look at it, no, just feel it, to know it's not a fucking human hand.

Swelling under that pale skin is something that normal humans refuse to explore and refuse to think about, something that for thousands of years the human being has tremblingly relied on ignorant witchcraft, religion or science. Something that has been escaping under the category of stuff.

But now, that hand firmly held the door.

Calvin moved away from the door quickly, knowing without trying that when the hand was there, the door would never close again.

He feels terrible.

In a trance, he vaguely remembered the words he kept muttering to himself when he had a nervous breakdown.

What kind of shit like closing the door.

And now, helplessly holding a brass lamp, he stood in a messy bedroom, staring blankly at his door.

There was darkness behind that tiny crack in the door.

Even the light from the previous dim wall lamp had completely disappeared.

"My baby..."

A hoarse voice that could make Calvin's blood freeze came from behind the door.

Calvin's heartbeat was almost out of control. He opened his eyes wide and stared at the door. Of course, he would not forget the sound—just a few minutes ago, he was almost driven crazy by the sound.

It's just that before, that sound only appeared in old-fashioned tape players.

But at this moment, it was behind that thin, closed door.

"Do you still like those presents I prepared for you?"

The door hinge made a small "creak" sound, and Calvin's breathing became more and more rapid. In his sight, the dark door gap gradually widened.

Calvin's back began to tingle again, and he slowly raised the lamp in his hand (thankfully he kept clutching it instinctively) and aimed it at the door.

"who are you?"

he asked, his voice hoarse as if it had been sanded.

"Hee hee hee……"

The other party laughed behind the door...but maybe it wasn't laughter, but a poor imitation of human laughter by chaotic and irrational creatures.Calvin did not expect that he would realize this at this time.

"You finally noticed me..."

The thing continued to imitate human language, murmuring.

And its whispers sound so familiar.

Oh god, that's Virgili's voice.

Calvin had to force himself not to think about anything, not to think about why that inhuman thing had Virgili's voice.

He didn't want to think about what happened to the man with the green eyes and the soft curls—

Those fragmented fragments kept flashing in his mind.

Histu's faint citrus fragrance, his docile eyes, and his firmness when he pushed Calvin into the room.

Didn't the goddamn say everything was going to be alright?

Don't you have to worry about anything?

……

Calvin realized that he was choking, and he wanted to bite the tip of his tongue hard, blood gushed out, and he felt much better amidst the severe pain.

Then he felt that his senses became much sharper in an instant, and he seemed to be able to hear countless rustling and rubbing sounds under the sound of the thing, like a hundred million spiders rubbing against the smooth paper. dancing on the ground, and the words he heard were pieced together from these small voices.

The room was so dark, and when Calvin was terrified to confront the unspeakable and indescribable things, the shadows had gradually filled the air.Unknowingly, the bluish moonlight that had spilled into the room through the window before had been completely swallowed up.

A hazy and thick layer of fog formed on the beach, and there was a strong fishy smell in the fog.

Calvin was trembling all over, and his teeth collided with each other making a very small clicking sound.

He really wished he could pass out now, but in fact he was about to pass out, his vision gradually became blurred, and it became extremely difficult to focus his sight in the dark.Waves of dizziness beat his nerves like waves, his body had reached its limit.Stay Lu

Fortunately, of all emotions, Calvin still retained fear.

The huge fear bit him firmly, forcing him to maintain the last trace of clarity.

"who are you?"

Calvin asked again.

The voice was weak, almost a moan.

"I am... Zizi... I am..."

The voice answered him again.

But the strange thing is that whenever it tries to answer Calvin's question, the electric sound that seems to be severely disturbed will cover up the answer.

"I want to give you hiss... hiss..."

Whatever that thing was, it was clearly getting agitated.

Its simulation of sound becomes increasingly clumsy, and the endings are quickly overwhelmed by disjointed friction.

"My... hiss... love... ah..."

Calvin's nerves jumped.

The white hand slowly stretched anxiously along the pitch-black door into the room. Its simulated hand was unusually thin, like dry human skin wrapped around the pale bones of a skeleton. Also like a giant white spider.

Then, on the edge of the door, another hand appeared.

And then another one.

Another...

It seems that countless people are crowded behind the door and stretched out their hands. In an instant, the gap in the door is filled from top to bottom by countless thin, slender and pale hands, and their nails are scraping crazily with a thin bedroom door.

"rustle……"

Well, at least now Calvin knew that his previous judgment was not wrong, there were indeed many things rubbing against that thick and foul-smelling darkness.

The word "fear" has no way to describe Calvin's feelings at this moment.

The thing wanted him.Calvin thought.

And it's very powerful—a power completely different from the kind of power that normal humans can understand or the kind of force that relies on guns after the development of technology...

That twisted and huge.

If Calvin had a choice, he'd like to nuke the thing behind the door, but the reality is that the only weapon he has right now is the brass desk lamp.

Calvin didn't even know what those things were waiting for.

If they really wanted to take him away (and that scene might have played into his childhood nightmare: the demon in the closet pounced on him and dragged him into the closet), why didn't they just do it?

Why this continuous and slow torment of his nerves?

They continued, struggling to get in through the cracks in the door, but...

But they can't.

Calvin suddenly shuddered, and his mind, which had become chaotic unconsciously, became a little clearer.

Then he noticed that in the room eroded by darkness, there was still a faint light.

It was also relying on that light that he could clearly observe all the movements of those white hands in the crack of the door.

Calvin lowered his head, then his pupils shrank.

The light came from the desk lamp in his hand——

It was a very dim light, so dim that it seemed that it would go out in the next second, but in the pitch blackness outside the window and the door, the light still tremblingly wrapped Calvin in a halo .

Calvin stared blankly at the desk lamp in his hand. He followed the cord of the desk lamp and looked towards the direction of the bedside table. Then, about one meter away from the bedside table, he saw the plug that had fallen off and fell alone on the carpet.The light was clearly not plugged in, but it was still on.

"What the hell is this—"

Calvin frowned, and subconsciously raised the lamp in his hand.

He felt a hot current, starting from the center of his eyebrows and continuing to his back. The two scars that had caused him severe pain from countless infections gathered that heat and began to become hot.

And then, the heat slowly spread along his shoulders, his arms, and his fingers along the invisible channels in his body.

call……

In accordance with the frequency of Calvin's breathing, the mass-produced brass desk lamp that can be bought on eBay became brighter and brighter.

"Calvin..."

Calvin heard a low growl from the thing.

A thought flashed across him, and he raised the lamp and walked towards the bedroom door.

Just as Calvin imagined, those white hands (which look more and more like a nightmare after getting closer) shrank back into the darkness behind the door like sea anemones afraid of light.

"I love... hiss... I...

The thing screamed. Of course, ordinary people might not be able to hear the difference from that disgusting sound, but the "intuition" in Calvin's body once again played a role.

Stimulated by the inexplicable light, the thing behind the door was feeling pain.

Calvin's heart was pounding suddenly, and a burst of ecstasy surged up.

"Whatever...whatever shit you are...get the fuck back..."

Calvin murmured nervously, and he took another step forward abruptly.

The lights got brighter—

Those fingers that densely filled the gap in the door let out small screams, and then quickly became dry and gray in the light, and finally turned into gray-white fine powder at a speed visible to the naked eye, floating in the smelly air. When it landed on the carpet, it suddenly disappeared.

In the end, under the bright daylight, there was only one pale hand, and the original hand stayed at the crack of the door.

"my sweetheart……"

Calvin heard a sigh.

There was no wavering, no pain, no rubbing sound that seemed to collapse due to weakness.

Only madness and joy.

No - no!

Calvin's heart constricted suddenly.

He suddenly retreated towards the back, but the thing had reached over at an unimaginable speed.

It caught Calvin.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The moment it touched Calvin, Calvin began to scream.

And the brass desk lamp that had expelled other foreign objects suddenly became extremely bright at this moment, so bright that it seemed to light up the entire room, so bright that there was no shadow of anyone or anything here.

Including the shadow behind the crack of the door.

Calvin was almost able to see it clearly, but the blinding brightness lasted only for an unusually brief moment.

"Crack-"

With the sound of glass shattering, the light went out.

Calvin was dragged out in the darkness.

There is only an abyss outside the door.

Yes, beyond the bedroom door, there should have been a corridor on the second floor.Calvin had once confronted the agonized corpse there.

But now there is no ground there.

The moment he was dragged out, Calvin felt that he had fallen into a sticky and cold asphalt pool.

He is sinking.

There were many things... Slippery, tentacle-like things wrapped around his limbs, and the round suction cups pierced his skin, wrapping him tightly.

Then they tugged at him, pulling him down bit by bit.

Calvin was almost unable to make any effective resistance, because at the moment when he was captured by that invisible and dark thing, his heart was already on the verge of breaking.

He felt the darkness, the pain, the tilt, the frenzy... His back hurt so bad it felt like it was on fire.

In a trance, he felt as if he should do something.

But Calvin couldn't move, he was in so much pain that something had penetrated deep into him, immobilizing him from within.

He couldn't make any movements, and he didn't have any reaction. The only thing he could feel was despair, an almost devastating blow to his mind.

Despair, despair, despair, despair, save me, save me, save me—

help me--

[Go away——]

A roar suddenly pierced the chaotic and sticky darkness.

It wasn't even a "language," but closer to the growl of some gigantic, ferocious beast.

But inexplicably, Calvin felt that he could understand the complex meaning in the roar of the beast.

Crazy, stormy rage.

means expulsion.

mark.

exclusive.

declared sovereignty.

……

All the information was fused together, and finally turned into that roar that acted on the soul.

In a trance, Calvin felt as if his neck was being bitten.

It is a very huge beast, with sharp, dagger-like teeth, and plump and gorgeous fur.

And at this moment, the beast bit hard on the back of his neck, but he didn't feel the sting, he just felt very relieved.The mud that was as thick as asphalt suddenly turned into nothing, and Calvin could only feel that he was being pulled out from a deep place by that wild beast in his daze.

This feeling turned out to be somewhat familiar.

It seems that a long time ago, he also encountered a similar thing.

Calvin thought vaguely.

At that moment, memories, delusion and reality merged with each other, and turned into the reappearance of the scene of the last moment before coma.

[Swipe la la la——]

It seemed to be raining.

The wings on the back are festering, excruciating pain.

And his whole body was scorching hot, with a fever.

He seemed to have become very small. When he curled up, his body could be completely covered by the huge wings behind him.

And at that time, the same beast appeared beside him.

The beast had bright red pupils like hellfire.

It got close to him, bit him, its teeth pierced his skin, the blood flowed down, and was licked clean by the hot, wet tongue.

"Messer."

Calvin whispered.

He didn't know why he suddenly called out this name.

In fact, he didn't even know if he was unconscious or awake.

Calvin's sanity had reached its limit, he desperately opened his eyes wide, and in his blurred vision, he vaguely saw a black dog that was bigger than a bull.

Not far from the black dog is a door.

Very abrupt and odd door.

Standing in the middle of an empty hallway for no reason.

Then Calvin finally passed out.He should be grateful for his coma, because after losing his sanity, he didn't have to face the things that happened next——

The strange door, out of tune with the surrounding environment, opened slowly.

A young man stood behind the door, smiling and gazing at the man with green eyes at the other end of the corridor.And these two people have almost exactly the same face.

The same emerald green eyes, the same handsome face, the same vicious and cold expression, and the same malice and anger towards each other.

If there is any difference between the two, it must be that the green-eyed young man in reality is far more embarrassed than the one inside the door.

His body was covered with viscous blood, and there were scorched black marks on his wrists and neck, as if someone had repeatedly whipped him with charred coals.

At the joints of his cheekbones and fingers, there were some abrasions, which looked painful, but Red Deer didn't seem to be aware of the existence of the wounds.

The dark mist that originally lingered in the entire villa slowly receded, and they curled up into slender strips like living creatures, and slowly merged into the other end of the door.

【I'll tear you to pieces and eat you bit by bit—】

The red deer stared eeriely at the shadow that was like a mirror image of himself, as if he was not surprised by the other's appearance.

【He will be mine. 】

His mirror image said softly, but only the Red Deer could feel that abnormally chaotic and evil atmosphere eroding reality.

【He will never fall where you are. 】

Red Deer replied.

He raised his hand far away towards the door.

[Crunch——]

The door made an odd, crushing sound as if overwhelmed.

The seemingly ordinary door shaft is slowly turning, and the door is closing.

Some black pitch-like liquid was continuously squeezed out from the gaps of the parts while the door shaft was turning.

At the same time, the pupils of the young man inside the door turned pitch black, and black asphalt-like liquid gushed out from his eye sockets, ears and mouth, quickly enveloping his entire body tightly.

【He will. 】

But the tone of the young man inside the door was still so steady, he stared at the red deer outside the door with his dark eyes.

【I will be you...I will be...his...lover...】

Hearing the other party's last words, the aura on Red Deer's body became more and more chaotic and cruel.

He suddenly closed his palms.

【boom--】

The door slammed shut.

There seemed to be some invisible and silent scream of pain in the air.

And almost at the same instant, the red deer staggered and fell to the ground softly.

"Huh...huh..."

He was panting heavily, and a lot of blood overflowed his eye sockets and mouth—to some extent, it happened to coincide with the "he" in the previous door.

It took a long time before the red deer managed to support himself. He half-climbed and half-kneeled towards Calvin who was lying on the ground without making a sound, and tremblingly caressed the latter.

Calvin's breathing was weak, but steady.

"Crack-"

Amidst the obvious sound of electric current, the wall lamp that had been extinguished was turned on again, and the light flickered brightly and dimly.

The red deer stared obsessively at Calvin's pale face in a coma.

He stroked Calvin's eyes and lips, and after a long time, he let out a weird laugh.

"My love...my angel..."

He repeated sweetly, over and over again.

When he touched Calvin, his flesh was charred again, and he smelled of sulfur.