deformed bone

How would you describe the sound that reverberated throughout the house?

It is full of the most ugly and chaotic factors in the world, as if it can be turned into poisonous juice and poured into the brains of others through the transmission of sound waves.

That is not the voice that should exist in the mortal world, but the voice that should be expelled by God and the light.

It is the voice of the cursed.

If humans who are more sensitive to that world hear the series of whispers from that "thing", they will probably go completely mad in an instant because of the pollution of their hearts and the fear of darkness.

But for Red Deer...

"I have to say that your taste is so poor that one cannot help feeling sorry for you."

The handsome man with the green eyes sighed deeply, he muttered softly, and he turned slowly, looking behind him.

An ordinary door framed in brand new walls - David has had to re-wallpaper his home many times as he has to carefully cover up the splashes he accidentally made during some 'family talk' Blood drops on the walls (most of which were sprayed from his wife's nose).

Suddenly, there was nothing unusual about the slightly old, dull red door.But if you keep your eyes on it for too long, you will feel a slight twist in the air around the door, and there seem to be countless small things entangled and wriggling in those red paint surfaces.

In the extremely smooth brass handle, something is laughing ferociously in the deformed and elongated reflection.

The door was not closed tightly, and there was darkness between the thin cracks.

Small, noisy rustling sounds leaked from the crack of the door.

Under the watchful eyes of the red deer, the door opened slowly and automatically without wind.

If the door had a hinge, it must have been in disrepair, and it made a thin "creak-" sound.

The red deer felt a gust of air... There seemed to be a huge space behind the door, and the difference in temperature and space allowed the air to flow between the two worlds.

And those small and noisy rustlings that were enough to drive people crazy disappeared along with the old and damp wind soaked in the strong smell of rust that gushed out from the darkness.

At this moment, the whole world is frighteningly quiet, as if even the surge of mist will be infected with unnecessary friction sounds in this solemn silence.

The red deer turned his face sideways, staring at the world behind the "door" with great interest.

A figure emerged from the shadows.

"Maybe I should withdraw my evaluation of you - your taste in other aspects is disgusting, but at least in one aspect your choice is not a problem." Red Deer's eyes emerged in such a dim environment as the cat The general faint red fluorescence, he observed the shadow of "that person", and he was able to capture the other person's image very easily, "...at least you now know that you learned to imitate me from the very beginning. You know, the previous time you But my lovely little pigeon was seriously frightened."

Red Deer refers to the night at the beach house, and he used the term very conservatively. It is not so much that Calvin was "frightened" that day, but that the corpse belonging to Catherine appeared in the corridor that day. collapse.

【One day he will like the gift I prepared for him...】

The figure slowly entered the real world from the inside of the door.

His face was as pale as the moon in a cemetery, and his green eyes were like mildew growing on the bones of the dead beneath the cemetery.

And his appearance is almost exactly the same as the Red Deer at this moment.

Even the aura of the two of them is the same cold, evil, and twisted.

[What a failed and sad soul. 】

"That person" looked at the red deer with cloudy eyes, he whispered.

Red Deer rubbed his temples.

"Wow, it's so emotional to be said by someone who imitated himself—" He looked back at the other person indifferently, and then added, "Only ugly guys can pretend to attack other people like this, oh , let me see, their remarks generally say... you have a pathetic soul or something."

【…】

"And I think my soul is pretty good, at least Calvin likes me."

The red deer showed a wicked smile at the other party.He picked up a baseball bat on the ground and weighed it in his hand.

He doesn't seem like the violent type, but unfortunately when he's dealing with things that have nothing to do with the real world, he finds his powers the most useful.

As long as he wanted, he could crush those shadows crawling out from behind the "door" into a thick black pulp that no longer had any meaning.

And if he is in a better mood, he can use another way to trap those poor little guys on the opposite side of reality forever-maybe there is no better than the world behind the "door", but it can Sure, that place was far worse than hell.

Red Deer walked towards "that person" step by step.

He is already ready to fight against that thing, and he is also eager for this fight--I am afraid that only Fogg, Virgil, and Histu, who are separated from his own personality, can understand his love for "" that thing" with extreme distaste.

Jesus, that guy even copied his face...

Just thinking of this made Red Deer feel chills all over his body, and he was so disgusted that he almost vomited.

But somewhat to Red Deer's surprise, his fight with the thing didn't happen.

【Oh, as long as you want it? 】

Red Deer heard the whisper of "that person", the rhetorical question sounded illogical, but it was enough to make Red Deer's eyelids twitch slightly.

【Very surprised?I can know what's going on in your cute little head...]

The other party raised his eyes and glanced at Red Deer, his eyes were moist and dark, and Red Deer noticed a cold and crazy emotion in those moldy green pupils.

[Actually, I've always been wondering, what exactly makes you feel...your 'ability' comes from yourself? 】

The man with the exact same face as Red Deer smiled softly.

At this moment, all the bluntness and innocence that he had shown in front of Red Deer before disappeared without a trace, and what remained were those unusually distinctive traits in him.Dark and evil, crazy and cold.

He looked more like a red deer than a red deer.

It's just a little more twisted than the Red Deer itself.

"..."

Red Deer's pupils shrank slightly.

He is not the kind of ignorant person, and he naturally sensed the malice of that thing—all the previous conversations, those superficial and ridiculous mutual attacks on taste and appearance were just the guy's deliberate play and humiliation.

【My poor little guy, don't worry, I won't make you disappear completely yet...】

"The man" stretched out his hand, as if to touch the red stag.

The red deer waved the baseball bat towards that cute face indifferently, but when it was about to touch the opponent, the space seemed to be slightly distorted, and the baseball bat passed by the opponent's body without hitting anything .

But "that person"'s hand was already on Red Deer's cheek, and his touch was real.

[It's not time yet—you should be thankful for this. 】

"That person" greedily traced Red Deer's face with his eyes, his own appearance had a subtle skew and distortion.

Red Deer felt a very rare coldness, and he realized that he seemed to have a strong sense of connection with the other party, as if he had dealt with the situation before him a long time ago.

But before Red Deer could figure out what that connection was all about, "the one" let him go.

[I just want to say hello to you and prepare a small gift for my Calvin.Please help me tell him that I will always love him. 】

The creepy whispers still lingered in the dark and chaotic room, but in just a moment, the man who had the exact same shape and face as the Red Deer disappeared like a mist.

Naturally, that door also disappeared.

The only thing left in Red Deer's view is the wallpaper of David's house.

The red deer stood there for a long time, and after a long time, he sneered ferociously.

"It's a pity that the only person who is qualified to be by Calvin's side is me...and only me."

Red Deer whispered nervously.

After a while, he walked towards the wall of the room, where the old red wooden door had been opened before.He pressed his palms against the wall, feeling the strong connection between his soul and another world.

He closed his eyes, feeling the change in the material of the wall under his fingers, and soon, the hard and smooth wall gradually transformed into the warm and mottled texture of the wooden door.

When he opened his eyes again, a door reappeared on the wall.It's just that this door is not the old crimson door before, but the kind of cheap PVC door that only small companies that are not doing well can have.

There is also a small nameplate in the middle of the door, with the words "Bastard" branded on it in regular printing.

The sound of a car passing by passed by the street outside the house, and even the messy scene that brought the whole house brightened up quickly.

Red Deer put on the gloves with ease, and he started humming like a housewife, briskly cleaning the house in the darkness.

He collected the fragments and wreckage of the furniture, and then he walked towards the door—after opening the door, the damp and smelly air that he had felt before rushed out, and the red deer pushed all the garbage into the door behind.

With such a simple and rude solution, Red Deer easily completed most of the cleaning work without spending too much energy.

What is more troublesome is David's body——

When the corpse was shoveled up from the ground, the red deer noticed that there was already a white thing wriggling between the flesh and mucus.The prey killed by "that person" seems to be decomposing faster than normal corpses.

"Disgusting."

Red Deer muttered angrily.

With great dissatisfaction, he threw the fragments of the corpses and the worms that had begun to hatch into the space behind the door.

The difference from throwing those pieces of furniture was that when he threw those corpses into the darkness this time, there was a special buzzing sound from the depths of the shadows that he thought was silent.

According to the logic, the voice of David, who had died beyond death, sounded from behind the door again.

[No no—it hurts—it hurts—help me—I’m wrong please save me—help—]

Behind the extremely painful wail, the sound of wet flesh rubbing against each other and the sound of fingernails scratching something overlapped.But from the beginning to the end, David's screams did not weaken in the slightest.

Red Deer raised his brows, he was a little pleased to realize that David's consciousness might never really dissipate behind that door, no matter what he was going through, he would go through it forever, until eternity.

"What a poor little thing."

Even just through the sound, Red Deer can tell that David's experience may not be so "pleasant".

He even felt some small regrets—if Calvin could be a little more evil, maybe he could share this interesting news with him.You see, "the man" may have tried to prove something to Calvin, but the real creative man was always Red Deer himself.

"That person" may be able to brutally kill a person, but Red Deer knows how to make the wicked get the punishment they deserve.

Even though he knew that Calvin would never know what happened to David that night, Red Deer was still satisfied thinking about it.He kept cleaning David's house until it felt like it was going to be up for sale again the next second.

The last piece of junk left in the house was David's soul.

The red deer frowned and looked at him for a while... The weak and humble thing was still screaming and howling, and had lost the ability to detect changes in the outside world, but the pain that the soul felt before dying was It is so strong, in terms of the solidity of the outline and the decibels of its screams, it may be able to maintain this state until the next century before it dissipates.

Red Deer therefore gave up trying to deal with it.

Just let this man's soul stay here.

Red Deer thought coldly.

This little piece of rubbish would no longer be a problem for Calvin...but the next owner of this room would be a little frightened.Red Deer sincerely hoped that the buyer of this house would not have any sensitivity to that world.Otherwise, it would be a little too pitiful.

The red deer blinked and looked at the house that had been cleaned by himself.

Then, he looked at the door he had used as a dump site.

The nameplate on the door had changed without knowing it, and Red Deer found with disgust that the beautiful typography was now combined into the words "Red Deer".And this change undoubtedly came from the unknown resident behind the door.

"Bad taste."

Red Deer cursed again involuntarily.

…………

……

When I walked back to the Blue Diamond Hotel under the moonlight, there was only darkness in the luxury suite.

The red deer took off his shoes, stepped on the soft and rich carpet and entered the room silently. He didn't want to wake up the sleeping Calvin——

But this plan soon fell through.

He only had time to take a few steps when the dazzling and bright lights of the crystal lamp suddenly lit up.

"You came back late today."

Calvin was sitting on the sofa, and he said to the somewhat dull Red Deer expressionlessly.

The sofa was extraordinarily wide enough for Calvin to half-ly lie on it with his legs up. He was barefoot and only wore a thin white pajamas—the one Red Deer had specially chosen for Calvin based on his own interests.

The loose white linen now had a robe-like effect.

Cal's hair was draped softly over his shoulders, and his wings spread out and fell behind his shoulder blades. His whole body was almost snow-white, like an angel statue made of high-quality alabaster, and his dark purple pupils stood out from the crystal chandelier. It looked unusually deep under the exaggerated light.

His whole person looked sharp and serious, with a kind of extreme beauty and ferocity that was almost like a blade.

In a trance, Red Deer almost thought that he had reached the end of time and was being judged before the last angel.

"I……"

The red deer's lips parted slightly, and he stared blankly at Calvin, feeling that his heart was beating as if it was about to tear the flesh of his chest, jumping out of his hot chest, jumping all the way into Calvin's room. Go in the arms.

"I had a nightmare."

Calvin suddenly didn't realize that he had once again deepened Red Deer's infatuation with him.

The corners of the former angel's mouth were tight, and his breath was cold and terrifying.

"When I woke up, you weren't in bed."

He continued.

Calvin observed Reed at the door, who seemed a little panicked, but a little out of his mind.

Reed always seemed sexy and powerful (which is in a way one of the reasons Calvin included it in his intimate relationship), but in this moment he looked like a middle-aged man caught by his wife hanging out Like men, there is a different kind of embarrassment and trepidation.

This is really disgusting--

Calvin heard the voice whispering in his heart.

He hated his association with wife and husband very much, and of course the part about "fooling around" was the part he hated the most.Either way, he has no position or reason to blame or doubt what Reed has done.

After all, there was no actual commitment between him and Reid.

What disgusted Calvin even more was his weakness in such matters.He never thought that he would put so much attention on another man...

He believed that there must be something wrong with his head to make this happen.

"I... went to the bar in the hotel."

Calvin heard Reed speak dryly.

"bar?"

"I know it sucks, but Blue Diamond's has always been famous - I thought maybe I'd be able to get some information about Advent from the guests there and the bartenders."

Reed said with a bleak face, he looked very embarrassed.

The metaphor about fooling around with her husband is very appropriate for him at this moment.

Reed walked towards Calvin. There was indeed a faint smell of wine on his body, as well as the turbid smell mixed with cigars, multiple perfume tail notes, and various other flavors.

The smell is not bad (in fact, the smell is so weak that it is almost unbearable), but what can be confirmed is that there are indeed many people coming and going in the place where Reid stayed just now-it is the smell of the bar that Calvin is familiar with .

"I'm sorry, really, I think I should take you, but I... I don't want you to attract other people's attention." Reed whispered stiffly, "I find it difficult to speak, but I think I Might be really jealous... Jealous of those people's gazes on you. Calvin, you don't even know your attractiveness..."

Calvin kept his previous cold expression and listened to Reed's explanation.

Yes, Reed wasn't fooling around outside - Calvin deeply loathed himself for being relieved by this knowledge.

And what he hates even more is that he immediately fell into a new self that worries about gains and losses.

"I have caused you a burden, right?" Calvin really hoped that the sharp and strange question was not sent by himself, "You don't actually need to be with me all the time... You actually have no reason to run away. You need something I am the one who is hiding in Tibet, afraid of the police, and afraid of that goddamn cult."

Calvin couldn't help but caressed his face: "And my overly obvious appearance actually hurt you, didn't it? If it was only you, things might go much smoother. No matter where you want to go, you don't Need to worry about getting attention—”

"Calvin?"

Calvin's strangeness could not escape the eyes of Red Deer, and he interrupted Calvin's words in disbelief.

"what happened to you?"

His question made Calvin stop talking suddenly.

Something had happened to Calvin... something he didn't know how to tell Reed.

He had a nightmare, he had just said so, but he didn't describe the details of that nightmare.

He saw a two-headed dog.

Each head bears Reed's face -- and one head is eating the other's.

The scene looked unusually curious and bloody.

But what is frightening is not the terrifying picture, but another huge and dark ominous premonition hidden under the blood.

Calvin woke up from that nightmare crying and screaming. He almost fell directly under the bed. For a short period of time, he couldn't even breathe.

And when he was still in shock, he wanted to find Reid to confirm that the nightmare was just a nightmare...

He found Reed missing.