deformed bone

Calvin felt that everything in front of him was like an absurd nightmare.

In that hand alone dwells a soul.The big man who was handcuffed to the water pipe and passed out, and the hand holding the broken pen and writing beautiful handwriting on the waste paper are two separate entities.

This kind of thing was as absurd as something out of a horror movie, but the intuition that had helped Calvin avoid danger countless times in the past years told him that this chilling thing was real.

"Who are you."

It took Calvin a long time to hear a hoarse voice escape his lips, and he stared at "Vigily"'s hand in surprise.

The hand swished out the answer.

【You can call me Fuge】

it writes.

Calvin subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but he probably only leaned back a little, and his back had already touched the cold bathroom wall.

This was the first time Calvin had regretted the smallness of the bathroom so deeply.

If it was possible, he would almost want to push open the door and run away. He vaguely felt that the "thing" communicating with him had a sense of distortion that was difficult to describe in words.

That is definitely not a pleasant existence.

"The hand is a single entity"—Calvin felt this very clearly.

He felt a little nauseous.

A hand with a separate consciousness?

【take it easy. 】

That hand...let's call it "Fogg" for now, and write on the paper.

[If possible, can you give me another piece of paper?I think you must have a lot of questions that you want answered, but—]

The handwriting stopped at the edge of the crumpled paper, and the beautiful and delicate handwriting of "Fuge" looked extraordinarily unreal on that paper.

The light in the bathroom had long been in poor contact, and the light flickered with the sound of electric current. Calvin stared at the man's motionless body and the vibrant white hand, a long-lost emotion. His chest burned.

That was fear... For some reason, the moment the light was turned on, Calvin felt as if he had returned to a memory that he had long forgotten. He had no way of remembering the specific scene, but fear But distinct and familiar.

He inhaled slowly, and it took a while before he managed to speak in a steady voice.

"...You'd better give me a reasonable explanation." He said to "Foge".

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After a few minutes--

Calvin took a little effort to drag "Vigily"'s body out of the bathroom, and when he uncuffed the handcuffs, his whole body had goose bumps due to excessive tension.He was wary of "Vigily"'s possible attack on him, but the reality was that "Vigily"'s body remained in a coma all the time, and he sank like a corpse.

Calvin dragged "Vigily" by the back collar and dragged him to the living room. The narrow bathroom naturally had a narrow door. "Vigily" bumped into the door frame with his drooping head, and Calvin changed the direction , but the other party hit the threshold again... Whenever Calvin heard the heavy muffled sound, he would reflexively feel a tightness in his stomach.He could hardly help apologizing to the living "corpse".

However, at this moment, the hand of "Vigily" suddenly raised up, and the slender fingers of "Fogg" shook in the air.

Calvin looked at it lividly.

Probably saying that it doesn't matter—the former angel roughly guessed.

Then Calvin dragged the body of "Vigily" panting, and threw him to the corner. (It was not until this time that Calvin really realized the huge difference in physique between "Vigily" and him. After all, the state shown by the young man before was too weak, so that people would unconsciously ignore his superhuman strength. average size).

"Vigily" still didn't wake up.

His head slumped to one side on one side, and Calvin stood a little further away from him this time.

Some fresh wounds appeared on "Vigily"'s handsome cheeks. There were two slender bruises on his forehead, and there were abrasions on his cheeks. Perhaps it was because of the previous collision, and his nosebleeds were dripping. Water gushed out of his nostrils, soaking the shirt across his chest.

I have to say that "Vigily" looks sad and embarrassed now, but from the perspective of a bystander, the situation of this scarred and big man limp in the corner makes the whole scene look more like a murder case .

Calvin forced himself not to look at "Vigily"'s face.

With a grim face, he twisted a corner of a note with his fingertips and handed it to the hand of "Vigily" who called himself "Fogg".

【Do you know "Multiple Personality Disorder"? 】

Calvin rubbed his nose.

"I only know "Room Nine"."

He said the name of a horror movie. Through his vague memory, Calvin vaguely remembered that it was a story of a person who suddenly became the last of many others to kill all the people who appeared on the scene. The clear impression is that the heroine's breasts are fake, and it looks extremely scary (he felt harshly that the heroine's breasts are probably the reason why this movie is classified as a horror movie.)

"Fogg" brushed lightly on the white paper with his finger.

Calvin thought it was his own illusion, but he finally felt a chuckle from someone in the air.

[It was a movie with a good idea but poor taste. The heroine's chest is a tragedy, but what makes people feel sad is... I have to say that I and the other souls in this body are multiple personality disorder a manifestation of 】

"Foge" held the pen, and tapped the pen tip lightly on the paper.

[Just like in that movie. 】

"..."

Calvin looked at the words on the piece of paper in silence, his face was expressionless, and then he would desperately think about the plot of the movie in his heart - if he knew that he would encounter such a situation at that time, he would probably think about it more seriously. Treat that movie as utterly crappy.

Of course, Calvin would never show his dazed state in front of "Foge".

He squeezed out a sneer—a cold and indifferent kind.

"You mean you're actually a soul or something? The Virgil I know isn't a soul?"

[It’s not a soul—in fact, I’m just a separated personality. Strictly speaking, I’m just a concrete manifestation of the main personality split in the self-identification disorder...]

This time, Calvin's eyes fell on the paper for a little longer, and he probably distinguished the first half of the sentence, but the series of technical terms written by "Fogg" just made him feel a little bit Dizziness.

[I'm "Fogg", and the idiot you know is "Virgely", a naive artist.And the one you beat up and lost consciousness, you can call him "Histu". 】

"Foge" was written in a swish as if writing a college graduation thesis. As a hand, it seemed a little insensitive, as if it didn't notice Calvin's dizziness.

【I'm sorry for scaring you with our presence, but trust me, we don't want that.We have no malice toward you. In fact, I think Virgil is quite obsessed with you. I forgot to say that he is the closest to the main personality among all of us. It is precisely because of this that his feelings for you radiate to other personalities In addition, since a long time ago, Xistu has liked you quite a lot, so he will cook for you specially-forgot to mention, he is a Romanian male nanny.Finally, let me introduce myself, I am an ordinary doctor, British, nicknamed "Mist Man". 】

Compared with before, the current handwriting of "Foge" has gradually become more relaxed and lively, and the connection between letters has become loose. Almost invisible, "Foge" has created a loose atmosphere with his own handwriting atmosphere.At least Calvin seems to be really relaxed now.

"Wait?" Calvin narrowed his eyes suddenly, and he looked at "Fogg" vigilantly, "Before I met Virgil... that pot of beef was stewed by Sistu, right? Know me?"

If Calvin were an animal, he would have had all his hair shaved and his tail erect by now.His gaze on "Fogg" became severe and sharp again.

【Yes, we have already met you...】

The handwriting of "Fuge" became slightly hesitant.

Calvin narrowed his eyes in silence, and his fists began to tighten on the sides of his thighs.

He wouldn't forget someone like Virgil - if he had actually met him before.

He had almost begun to think about how to faint a hand, a so-called hand with its own independent personality... Then he saw the next line written by Fogg.

【A week ago, you rescued Histu in Liberty Alley. 】

Calvin sneered.

"Oh? Liberty Alley, why don't I remember that I saved anyone at that time..."

Suddenly his voice got stuck in his throat.

Yes, he did pass Liberty Alley a week ago—a narrow aisle full of sewage and the smell of men's piss.

It was very late at night, there were no street lights, and there was a slanting yellow light coming in from the entrance of the alley.Calvin wasn't in a good mood that day, exhausted from the death of Dr. Holden, and filled with pain that nearly exploded.

And at that time, he heard the heavy sound of fists hitting a human body at the end of the alley, and several drunks were beating someone up—the latter was curled up and locked in the gap at the base of the wall.

As has been said before, it was a narrow alley, which meant that several men who were inflicting violence on others managed to get in Calvin's way.

Naturally, Calvin cleared those obstacles.

As he was shuffling towards the exit... he seemed to hear someone say "thank you."

Calvin felt the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitch.

Well, if you think about it carefully... it seems that there are other words behind the "thank you"...

"I will repay you."

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