deformed bone

Joyce led the others in deftly moving from backyard to backyard of different homes.

The well-tended yards of what were once middle-class families are now their best cover.The commotion caused by the violent and crazy people in the city cut off the municipal power supply, and the whole area seemed to have returned to the virgin forest where human civilization had not yet appeared. Except for the moon in the sky and sporadic explosions in the distance, the surroundings were pitch black. Is a good thing, but also a bad thing.

The good thing is that this environment doesn't have any artificial light that would expose them easily.

But the bad thing is that it is also difficult for Calvin to judge whether there are a few pairs of crazy eyes peeping at them from behind those exquisite porches and glass windows when they lined up to pass the backyards of those expensive villas.

An ominous, dignified atmosphere permeated the darkness.

Roses and lilacs swayed gently in the dark night, but the air was filled with the smell of gasoline and gunpowder smoke.Calvin tiptoed and hunched his body, sneaking in the shadows like an animal, but in the process, occasionally he would be in a trance for a moment, feeling that everything in front of him was filled with a surreal taste.It's like a nightmare, or a hallucination.

Of course, Joshua did not give up on his pursuit of Calvin—although they traveled quite a distance in a short period of time under the guidance of Joyce, the screams and calls of those lunatics were not completely exhausted. was thrown away by them.

Everyone's spirits had been stretched to the limit, so that when they walked around the wall of roses planted by an unknown gardening enthusiast again, Han finally couldn't bear to urge Joyce in a low voice.

"How long, damn it, didn't you say it's only one block away?"

"We've arrived."

Joyce gestured for the others to follow him over the fence and into the backyard of a brand new house with a "For Sale" sign on the front lawn.

"I parked the car in the garage..."

Joyce said.

Ignoring the suspicious bloodstains and graffiti on the placard, he bent down and found a key from under the cheap carpet at the entrance of the villa.

Seeing this scene, both Han and Ai Zac were obviously relieved.

Only Calvin, he didn't know why he just couldn't relax - not only couldn't he relax, but he became more and more tense uncontrollably.

It wasn't until the red deer suddenly squeezed his hand and gave him a meaningful glance that Calvin realized that he was not the only one who was on the alert.

"Didn't you smell it?"

Just as Joyce was cautiously trying to unlock the garage door with the key, Red Deer pulled Calvin to the side, and then suddenly spoke.

"what?"

At this time, Joyce had already pushed the garage door up with the help of Han and Izak.

A thick, disgusting rancid smell rushed towards the three people at the garage door like a sudden torrent.

"My God, oh my God—"

Isaac staggered back a lot while trying to suppress the sound of his retching.

Now, Red Deer no longer needs to explain his previous question.

Because Joyce and the others had already seen the situation in the garage clearly.

It's a corpse.

Many dead bodies.

Adventist pamphlets, the so-called Gospel of the Holy Spirit written by themselves, many broken wine bottles, and cheap Halloween costume wings that looked like they were bought from the Internet were everywhere on the ground.

Those angel wings that need to be tied on the back with straps are now deeply inserted into the bodies of those swollen corpses. The color has turned into a dirty black red, and the original white is completely invisible.

There were about a dozen people in the garage, with ropes around their necks, all tilting their heads, staring fixedly at the five people outside the garage.

Some of the corpses wobbled and spun in mid-air, black and yellow mucus crackled and slid down their toes to the ground.It could be seen that they had been dead for a long time.

And the cause of their death...

"I think I'm going crazy."

Isaac scratched his hair and whispered almost collapsed.

It was the first time for Calvin to hear his elder brother make such an unsteady voice.

In fact, according to common sense, he should be the person who should receive the most mental shock after seeing the scene in front of him, but at this moment, Calvin was very surprised to find that he seemed to have lost the consciousness of a normal person—the emotional part of his soul. That side seems to have been driven out of the body by him, leaving only a dull, extremely rational and cold personality inside his body.

He didn't even need to reason to know what was going on in the garage.

This group of people was also manipulated. They found those cheap wings in the frenzy, and directly pierced their bodies in an attempt to imitate Calvin, the first saint son of Adventism. When they found that those wings could not make them look like real After flying like the angels in the sky, they hang themselves by ropes and die.

"I don't understand what that monster wants to do. Is it really meaningful for him to manipulate this group of people to do such a thing?"

Isaac covered his mouth and asked sullenly.

"Pointless."

Calvin didn't know why he answered Isaac first.

He turned his head and looked at his pale brother, and then he turned his gaze to Joyce and Han, whose faces were also extremely ugly.

"Joshua was just playing with them."

Calvin said.

"...like a child playing with his own toys."

In a hazy and mysterious state, Calvin seemed to have a little awareness of his extremely terrifying clone monster.

But that doesn't help the situation the few of them are currently facing.

"Is the car still in the garage?"

Red Deer was the only one among the five who was completely unaffected. He frowned and looked at the rotting corpses in the garage with a bit of disgust—and because of the large amount of blood they shed during their lifetime and the corpses that rotted afterwards fluid and excrement.

Then he looked at Joyce: "Is that car still in there?"

Joyce seemed to be enduring something, and he forced himself to walk a few more steps towards the garage before he could clearly see a little metal reflection looming in the darkness.

"Yes, I think so."

Joyce said dryly.

Red Deer sighed helplessly.

He reached out and took the car keys from Joyce's palm.

"I hate getting my shoes and clothes dirty." The green-eyed man puffed up his cheeks a bit childishly, and he muttered dissatisfied.

Calvin saw in him the long-lost, slightly unfamiliar but very familiar Virgilian aura.

This instantly calmed Calvin's confused heart.

"You know, I still like seeing you relaxed, not frowning."

Red Deer said to Calvin coquettishly.

Afterwards, he took off his coat, quickly put it on his head, bent down and walked quickly towards the car directly under the toes of the group of rotting corpses.

"Click—click—"

Calvin watched nervously as the shadow of the red deer got into the car, and then he heard the roar of the car's engine.

That was not the sound of the car starting smoothly.

In an instant, Calvin felt that he was about to be cut from the top of his head to his chest by the sword of fear, and then split in two.

Vehicle breakdown? !

That car broke down at this time? !

This is simply hard to describe with common sense, and can only be understood as someone manipulating the thread of fate, pushing Calvin and his companions into the abyss together.

In the normal world, the sound of a car starting up in the middle of the night wouldn't attract any extra attention.

But in this case, they stand out like a bonfire in the dark.

The sound waves from the mechanical failure of the automobile spread and spread outward in the night like ripples in an instant.

[Calvin——]

【Great, holy Calvin—】

……

It seemed that at that moment, the calls and shouts of the people who had become blurred before became much louder.

"No! We can't stay here! He found me!"

Calvin said immediately.

"go!"

Without any hesitation, Joyce grabbed Han and ran towards a certain direction.

Isaac followed closely behind, and of course he did not forget to hold Calvin tightly.

"Follow!"

Calvin only had time to shout to the red deer who was still in the cab, and then he had to follow Isaac's footsteps and chase Joyce.

But he didn't run very far and stopped.

Because Joyce stopped.

Joyce, Han, Isaac, and Calvin glanced at each other, but none of them spoke.

Under their unusually dignified gaze, from other directions in the block... not one direction but all directions, there came a sharply modified call, as well as the sound of wild laughter.

As if it took only a few tens of seconds, the first group of people had already appeared at the end of the street.

Their clothes were ragged, covered in blood, feces, food, and some unknown liquids.

Almost no one's clothes can hide their important parts.

They looked as if they were intoxicated, or drugged with severe cognitive dissonance and hallucinations.

Whether it's the over-excited expression or their shrill screams, they look terribly terrifying.

And the scariest thing was not this, the scariest thing was that among such a group of people who couldn't walk steadily, staggered, and staggered around, they were moving so fast, so fast, and so neatly.

They don't look like messy individuals, but a complete whole with a unified group consciousness.

"Oh no."

Han muttered softly.