deformed bone

David's voice and movement stopped.

And under his palm, the woman who had been beaten up like a puppet suddenly twitched.The bitch jumped up, then shuddered and yelled out the door.

"Dora, it's your bedtime."

She tried to make her voice sound different, although she couldn't.

Her voice sounded like she was going to howl in a second, and even someone like David could easily recognize the great fear in her body.

This made the dull pain accumulated in David's head worse, and now he can almost hear the sound of his own blood flowing through his blood vessels.

oh?What does this retarded and ill-bred little bitch think I'll do to her daughter? !

David heard a voice in his body speak strangely.

Dora is his current daughter, and very fortunately, she is very favored by David-that is to say, she has almost never encountered such a thing as "accidentally falling down the stairs".

From a certain point of view, of course, it is because the world is different now. David has been very careful to control his temper after he obtained his American identity, especially towards that noisy little monkey.The teachers of those little boys are sometimes quite meddling, even if there is an extra bruise on the little boy's head, it will attract superfluous interrogation.Oh god, you know that wasn't what David meant - the little guy was running around the room with no manners, and then she bumped into him, and David just instinctively pulled the little guy out of himself. Side pushed away.But he was used to interacting with that woman, and he didn't expect Dora's body to be so soft and small, so she flew out and hit her forehead on the corner of the cabinet.

Oh, this incident caused David a lot of trouble.First there was the woman, the limp, stupid woman who screamed non-stop for once, and she rushed at him, snarling as if she had been possessed by a demon.David had to make a move to calm the other person down, and then the woman quieted down.

Has been quiet down.

and many more.

David was in a daze for a moment, and he vaguely noticed something was wrong.

Something... something in his memory was terribly wrong.

Fragments flashed through his mind, of the woman's livid face, her eyes and cheekbones and chin were beaten out of shape, she wailed for a while and then her breath faded, David realized it was internal bleeding, look, he The trouble is that she really shouldn't annoy him, she seduces him and makes him lose control accidentally.

David held his forehead, and the chaotic, regular dull pain became rapid.

He felt a little out of breath.

His brain is so dull that it functions like a rusty bearing that hasn't been lubricated.

"Dad? Mom?"

As if to annoy him even more, Dora was still banging on the door desperately, and she kept yelling those two words.

"Shut up, Dora—"

David suppressed the anger that was about to move in his heart and said to the door.

Under normal circumstances, Dora will quietly find a place to hide after hearing his voice (sometimes David hates her very much, he feels that his daughter is like someone when facing him) dirty and cowardly rodent), but this time, Dora showed her inappropriate recklessness and stupidity.

She is always knocking on the door.

"I said, you've got to shut up, Dora, you don't want me to discipline your tutor myself—"

David lowered his voice and growled.

But then he realized that the scene in front of him was so familiar.

A wave of nausea came, and he felt his head hurt even more.

"damn it--"

David rubbed his forehead very angrily, he was sweating profusely, as if he was sick, his hands and feet were twitching slightly.

And when he put down his hand, he noticed the bright red in his palm.

"What the hell is this—"

David's eyes widened in shock, he stared at his hands and couldn't help muttering.

His hands seemed to be soaked in blood, completely stained red.

This is……

The blood that flowed from the corpse.

That weird voice answered his question in David's mind.

The woman's swollen corpse was scattered in a bathtub full of blood. He had stained his hands with blood when he was dismembering the corpse—because after wearing plastic gloves, the blood would turn the surface of the gloves It was so sticky that he couldn't hold the knife steady.

Oh, for the sake of the Son of Light, he took the knife to...to...destroy the woman's body.

The moment David thought of this—

"Bang bang bang-"

The bathroom door was slammed louder and louder until the entire door frame seemed to be rumbling.

And Dora's voice has also undergone some changes.

"dad……"

Her voice gradually took on a hint of roughness, the kind of roughness that a little girl can't make.And her suspiciously elongated voice made people feel more and more uncomfortable.

David felt chills all over his body, he had a headache and pain, and his breathing was short and difficult.

His eyes were fixed on the bathroom door. For some reason, he felt that the shadow coming from the crack of the door seemed to become huge.

"Dora..."

David's murmurs were exceptionally dry.

"You should take care of your daughter, bitch."

Almost unconsciously, David cursed, and then he yelled at the blank woman.

But the moment he lowered his head, David's pupils suddenly constricted.

I don't know when the woman had disappeared, leaving only a ball of bloody clothes beside him.

The clothes were originally blue, the blue that David didn't like the most, because after being stained with blood, the blue clothes would turn the blood into a disgusting black.

But now most of the fabric of the clothes has turned black and hardened.

"Huh...huh..."

Little by little, the sound of David's heavy breathing overlapped with the increasingly rough and loud knocking on the door.

Blood splattered from under the clothes and spread all the way to the bathtub.

A swollen, crooked head rested on the edge of the bathtub.

"I was wrong, and I'm really sorry. But I don't think I'll be able to take care of Dora right now—because I'm dead hee hee hee hee—"

After meeting David's gaze, the head grinned, and her teeth had fallen out.Is it for this reason?Her tone of voice was unusually evil.

It was an apology (David liked hearing the woman's apology), but it was enough to make David tremble and couldn't stand up.

The woman's wild laughter was like a switch, and the knocking on the door outside the bathroom suddenly fell silent.

However, the handle of the door was slowly pressed down bit by bit without anyone present.

no no……

David gasped and stared at the doorknob.

That chaotic, dazed despair spread throughout his body.

"boom--"

Then David heard a loud crash.

The moment he saw the shadow outside the door, David suddenly remembered those things...

Those things he thought were memories were actually what he did tonight.

He was sent home with incontinence, and he was so disorganized that he couldn't help venting his emotions when Dora bumped into him.

He grabbed the girl's hair and banged her head against the hard corner of the cabinet.

David couldn't recall his thoughts at the time. This kind of behavior would obviously bring him huge troubles, but he just couldn't control it.

Dora's head was like a walnut, easily shattered under the impact.

And the woman who witnessed all this at the door of the restaurant was screaming, screaming frantically.

David knew that he had done one thing wrong, a very wrong thing, but he swore the following things were not his fault.He was just worried that the screaming of the woman would attract other people's attention, and he hoped that she would calm down, because he was really a little overwhelmed.

And when David reacted, his wife also died.

He stood blankly in the messy dining room for a while, feeling empty in his heart.

Then he slowly started picking up the corpses, which was so tiring that he would do it for a while and then rest.

He had disposed of the woman's body, but Dora's body had been discarded by him beside the cabinet.

Oh damn that blood gushing from the corpse must have clotted on the carpet by now.If the woman hadn't died, David could have easily dumped these life-wasting household cleaning tasks on the woman, but the woman who will clean up everything now is already a corpse.

wait... not right...

David thought in a panic.

This order is not right, he was clearly on the bathroom floor not long ago, looking at the woman and hearing her talking...

"Your head is broken."

The person whom David thought was Dora was leaning on the door frame, and he said to David in the room with a smile.

David stared at him in disbelief.

Oh, the stuff in his brain that was blocking his thinking was getting thicker and thicker.

"I don't understand, I don't understand these...what's going on..."

David murmured.

"Oh, you'll understand. I'll teach you well."

The man answered him.

He spoke in a tone that was so familiar to David—his own tone.

Every time he wanted to vent, he would speak to his wife in this kind, polite and tyrannical tone, and every time his wives were scared by his opening remarks trembling.

David used to laugh at them back then.

Those weak little whores are so fragile, a word can scare the shit out of them.

But at this moment, David suddenly tasted the fear those women felt back then.

"No...no..." He kept murmuring, and then he rubbed his face desperately with his hands.From beginning to end, he still felt that he was trapped in a nightmare.

"Be quiet, you uneducated pig."

Someone rushed in, he grabbed David, and dragged him out.

David screamed like a real pig.

He wanted to resist, but his body was completely paralyzed.

But the perpetrator sneered contentedly. He stepped on David's neck with his foot, and then he skillfully found the baseball bat from behind the bed. There was already a lot of blood on the old baseball bat.

"Come on, let me have a good talk with you."

David was horrified to hear the man say.

He knew what that meant better than anyone.

"boom--"

The baseball bat fell down.

The pain hit David, and his teeth flew out in an instant, and then his nose, crooked, hanging limply in the middle of the face.

In the great pain that is far from acceptable to normal people, David's lower abdomen was hot and humid.The stench rose in the room, and David knew that he was incontinent again.

He wanted to ask why all this was happening.

But what greeted him was only violent beatings like violent wind and rain.

"I think there's something wrong with your behavior these days—"

That person's voice sometimes becomes feminine.

The woman he killed had the same timid and slender voice.

But the same voice would become hoarse and rough in an instant, and then it would turn into a beast-like roar.

David was so tormented that he couldn't believe he had gotten to this point.He screamed and squirmed his weak and powerless body in an attempt to escape, but the other party chased him, and one of his feet stepped on David's jaw.

"Naughty—I hate bad guys—"

He laughed wantonly, and made David lie on his back, face to himself.

Then, he lifted the baseball bat hard and stabbed David in the eye socket.

In the last moment before David's vision fell into darkness, he seemed to see the face of a devil.

A face exactly like his own.

……

At the same time, outside the plain and ordinary house of David's house, a man folded his arms and stared at the dark window with a disgusted expression.

"Wow, this is really disgusting."

He let out an inexplicable gasp.

A fog that should not appear in such a dry and refreshing seaside city unknowingly enveloped the entire community.And probably because of the fog, even though it was not too late, the entire area was soaked in a strange and dignified silence.

Many people feel unexplained tiredness and confusion at this time of day. He staggered up from the dining table or desk, climbed upstairs, and flung himself into the bed with difficulty.And those who lay on the sofa watching soap operas fell asleep more easily, their potato chips and popcorn slipped from their fat protruding bellies and fell on the carpet, and no one cared.

And the birds and rats were restless long before the fog began to creep in, and many left their nests where they were supposed to spend the night.And in some places that people couldn't see, a large number of rats spewed out of the underground pipes and sewage outlets. The little gray and brown things crowded together and left the area in fear.If anyone could see this scene, they would probably think that the sewage pipes secretly discharged gray sewage in the middle of the night.Among those rats were various insects, most of which were cockroaches, and they also left.Those who knock over their chips and popcorn will appreciate this.

Surrounded by the mist, the red deer sighed, and he moved slowly towards David's house. His eyes were like wild cats burning slightly in the dark, which made him look More like an animal crawling out of fog and night.

Or, ghosts.

He carefully walked around the fallen leaves and flowers in front of David's porch. When he was close to the gate, the automatic sensor light suddenly turned on after the faint sound of electricity.The dim yellow light bulb was supposed to cast a warm, homely glow over the lower porch.But at this time, its light was refracted by the mist, but it showed a mysterious blood red.

The red deer stared at the lamp and the red light with disgust.

"My God, this taste is really..." He expressed his disdain from the bottom of his heart.

A vague scream came faintly from inside the house. If ordinary people could hear that sound, the scream might have attracted the police, but on such a night, it did not disturb the neighbors not far away. sleep well.

"Gorgeous and uninteresting."

This is Red Deer's conclusion on the aesthetics of the person inside the door.

Then he opened the door and walked in slowly.

David's house looked like it had been hit by a small tornado.

Almost all the furniture has been broken into pieces, randomly and messily scattered in any corner of the room.In the very center of the mess, lay David's body.

At the first glance, it is even difficult to tell that it is a corpse. You will think that it is a mess of red rags piled up together, with some white silk threads mixed in.

There were also pieces of guts that had been chopped up, and they were scattered all over the room among the wreckage of those items.

Red Deer only took one look, then turned his face away with eyelid twitching.

"I hate this so much," he murmured in pain.

The most damaged part of David's body was his hand—the one that Calvin had barely touched this afternoon.

Red Deer looked around the room, even though everything was so chaotic, he still didn't miss the juicer that was left somewhere - the liquid left in the juicer had turned dark brown, mixed with Slightly yellowish.

Although there is no definite evidence, Red Deer can be sure that the brown liquid should be David's palm before it was crushed.

And he was also very sure that the turbid and foul-smelling liquid was probably still in David's broken stomach.

—Someone must have cut off David's hand while he was still alive, made it into gravy and forced David to drink it himself.

That kind of strong jealousy and hatred thinking fluctuations still remain in this room to this day.

I'm afraid David never dreamed that the cruel scene he experienced tonight was only because he touched someone who shouldn't be touched this afternoon.

In fact, if Red Deer had a choice, he would never want to torture himself in such a ghostly place anyway.It might be better if David was still alive, at least that stupid and cowardly human can still have some fun for Red Deer, and Fogg also has some new surgical techniques that need to be tested on living people.

But now, David's body was too dead to die anymore.

And the only thing he had left - his soul - was pretty much useless.

【Ah, ah, ah, I was wrong...I'm sorry...I was wrong...I won't dare anymore...]

In a certain corner of the dining room, a vague shadow trembled, and howls could only be received by certain human beings.The red deer knew with just one glance that it had lost all sanity, and his remnant soul stayed in the most painful moment forever, repeating and wailing unceasingly.That soul is completely broken.

"it's a pity."

Red Deer said.

He hated to admit it, but he was a step late.

In the Sapphire Crown Hotel, he had vowed to Calvin that he would handle it better, including David, but now, David had been "well" handled once before the arrival of the Red Deer.

All that was left for Red Deer was a mess and almost endless troubles.

He must carefully handle everything in front of him.He didn't need the police to track a new, strongly "Red Deer" corpse to the city.

First of all, of course, because he didn't want people to notice that both he and Calvin appeared in the city where the corpse appeared very "coincidentally".

Secondly, both he and Calvin liked the black truffle scrambled eggs provided by Blue Diamond very much, and they didn't want to escape from that hotel in a short time. (Although Red Deer has been secretly researching the next foothold).

That's why he managed to get Calvin to pass out after dinner.

Then follow that special aura that belongs to the door and the man inside the door and rushed here.

However, even if he was mentally prepared, Red Deer still underestimated the extent of the damage to the entire house—he felt that it was impossible for Histu to clean up all the wreckage perfectly and eliminate all the creatures in one night. trace.

At this moment when Red Deer was having a headache about the cleaning work...

"crunch-"

Behind him, there was the sound of door shafts rubbing against each other.

The fog outside the window suddenly became thicker.

Red Deer turned his back to the figure slowly emerging from behind him, and the expression on his face gradually became colder.

The author has something to say: Red Deer: Damn, you have to clean up the kitchen after cooking? !

Green Deer: Hee hee...