deformed bone

Fogg's face suddenly became extremely pale, and he looked at the red deer in horror.

【Who are you? 】

he asked in shock.

【You...you are not the Red Deer, the Red Deer would not treat Calvin like this, his angel, his light, his redemption...】

His reflection in the mirror became increasingly blurred, and his voice became choppy, like a jammed radio.

【Oh, in fact I am Red Deer. 】

Red Deer stared deeply at Fogg's transparent, ghostly face through the mirror.

[...I am the 'Red Deer' on the side of the 'gate']

He giggled.

And with his laughter, Fogg was no longer in the mirror.The mirror becomes ordinary, and it faithfully reflects the scene in the bathroom: Calvin in chains, and the smiling red deer.

The tall and handsome man turned his attention back to Calvin. He bent down and put his face on Calvin's back, feeling the spasm of the muscles under the latter's skin with his tongue.

Then, he bit open the two wounds on Calvin's back.

"Well--"

Calvin struggled violently, and let out a long, dull wail from his throat, which sounded like the last cry of a dying animal at the end of its life.

Even on nights when business was not good, the washroom never lacked guests trying to release excess water from their bodies, but during this long period of time, no one knocked on the door locked by Calvin.

Even the indistinct music outside the door and the noise of drunkards have completely disappeared.

There was silence outside the door.

The bathroom light bulbs rustled on the roof, and the light flickered and dimmed amidst the sound of electricity.

Calvin's struggles inevitably weakened.

Blood overflowed from the corner of "Red Deer"'s mouth, and he patiently swallowed the gushing blood.

When his mouth left Calvin, the latter had a huge gash on his back.Blood kept gushing out from the dents that the "Red Deer" had eaten like a spring.However, in the bloody wound, a pure white color gradually emerged.

That's feathers.

The unfurled feathers were not stained with any blood, and they slowly stretched out in the hideous wound. It was a pure white feather that ordinary humans had never seen—it seemed that every tiny fiber was leaking out. with light.

Absolute majesty and purity permeated the light.

"Red Deer" stared blankly at the gradually unfolding feathers, his pupils turned almost transparent silver in that light, and his shadow was long behind him, like a thick black swamp.

【My...angel...】

He groaned, as if controlled by some magical force, tremblingly stretched out his hand in an attempt to touch the pair of wings that did not belong to the world——

"Crack."

And at this moment, there was a crisp sound of glass breaking.

"Red Deer" suddenly raised his head and looked at the wall, a dot appeared in the middle of the dirty mirror.

Red Deer's pupils suddenly constricted, almost at the colleague, the point on the mirror quickly spread to the sides and up and down with a "click, click", forming a crooked, cross-shaped crack.

"boom……"

A few seconds later, the mirror shattered, and it fell directly from the wall. It first hit the dirty sink, and then the broken glass shards fell to the ground.

There was a soft click from the bulb on the roof, and the light became bright and steady again.

"Well……"

As for Calvin, he fell straight to the ground and groaned.

"... bang bang bang... bang bang..."

"Hey, is there anyone in the fuck?"

"... bang bang..."

"Calvin? Calvin, are you in there?"

"Bang bang..."

……

It seemed to have sunk to the bottom of the sea, and an unusually distant sound came from above the surface of the water.

Calvin slowly opened his eyes amidst the gradually louder voice, the dazzling light almost made him unable to open his eyes, his face was pressed against the wet tiles, and his whole body was lying on the ground, a breath The smell of damp moisture and the stench of human excrement flooded his nostrils.

This is... the bathroom...

"Fuck!"

After realizing this, Calvin jumped up suddenly, and he quickly made an attacking posture, but after a heavy panting, he realized that there was nothing around him.

That's right, nothing.

His shirt was sloppily hung on him, and his belt and trousers were well on.He reached out to touch his back, where there was no bleeding wound - and the scar from his two surgeries didn't hurt too much.

If there is anything strange here, it is that the mirror he used to observe his back fell from the wall for some reason and smashed into pieces on the ground.

Calvin stared blankly at everything around him, and didn't recover for a long time.

"boom……"

At this time, the door of the bathroom was kicked open roughly.

The bartender poked his head out from the other half of the door with an extremely ugly face.

"Calvin? What the hell happened to you? You locked the door, there was no response and there was a sound of something breaking..." The bartender glanced at the ground, paused, "...well, I know broken things What is it?"

He looked at Calvin with some sternness: "You should know that working hours belong to working hours. If you have any addictions, you have to hold back yourself, right?"

He didn't think Calvin was a drug addict, but Calvin's actions tonight really made people suspicious.

Calvin looked blankly at his colleague, his lips moved, trying to explain what happened just now, but when Calvin tried to organize his words, he found that the memories in his mind were so fragmented, as if You wake up the day after a nightmare, with that horrible feeling still in your body, but your brain has spontaneously swept those useless images into the trash can of forgetting.

"I think... I probably slipped."

Finally, he said this to the bartender, who looked relieved.

"Okay." He said, and he glanced at Calvin's forehead, where there was a swollen bruise, which should be a souvenir for Calvin from the previous slide.

In fact, even Calvin himself was a little bit convinced that he might have just slipped—his previous bout of back pain had been so violent, and he'd finished his painkillers.

As for that mirror—

"...I told the boss a long time ago that the mirror here is loose and should be reinforced. Dear 'Helen', you should thank God that it didn't fall directly on your face when it fell." The bartender crossed Calvin Looking at the remains of the mirror, "But maybe you should also thank Dr. Holden—maybe he is protecting you."

Calvin frowned.

"My father?"

"Believe it or not, these mirrors were fixed by Dr. Holden - when Redbeard was a pauper. The Cross Bar was decorated by his friends... Of course, who would have thought Redbeard will become 'Redbeard'."

The bartender shrugged: "Dr. Holden is a good guy, he always has been, so he ended up being pushed here by those little bastards to nail the mirror."

"I've never heard of this."

Calvin said in a low voice.

The bartender patted him on the shoulder: "Oh, it's just some old stories. You know, it took many years for the doctor to come back here, and I don't think he would enthusiastically announce to you 'I was fucking in the bar A mirror was nailed into it 'hahahaha...'"

Calvin reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth at the bartender, thinking it was a smile.For some reason, when he knew that the fallen mirror was fixed on the wall by Dr. Holden himself, a coolness slowly spiraled up his back like a snake, bringing a layer of cold sweat.

"Usually I have to let you clean up here."

The bartender glanced at Calvin who was still in a daze and said.

"But today is a special occasion... Your little guest is still waiting for you outside, I think you'd better go and see her."

"My...little guest?"

Calvin rubbed his forehead, well, now the pain of that lump is starting to become clear.

He didn't expect that the "little guest" the bartender said would be Isa.

When he saw the little girl with curly ginger hair, he finally understood why the bartender asked him to come out and check on her.

The precocious girl was only in her pajamas, she stood shivering in the shadow of the corridor, her eyes were dark, and her face was as pale as a ghost.

"Isa? Why are you here?"

Calvin looked at her in shock, and he couldn't help but look at the time.

It was one forty in the morning.

This is clearly not a good time for underage children to be on the streets.

"what happened?"

Gazing at Isa's terrified face, Calvin felt his guts tighten.

Oh no...God bless the girl with nothing...

He prayed inwardly.

"Yes Yes……"

Isa's lips trembled, and it took her a lot of effort to utter a complete sentence.

"My mother... not quite right..."

Finally, tears welled up in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Calvin, I really don't know who to turn to, those people are not right and I dare not tell them... Please go and see my mother... She seems crazy..."

The author has something to say: =A=

Because a lot of people really don't understand it, so I will explain it a little bit (although it shouldn't be)

The setting of the "door" is actually a bit like the outside world and the inside world of Silent Hill.

"Door" is just a concept, it is the opening of the two worlds inside and outside.

The surface world is a normal world where people live, while the inner world can be understood as hell or another distorted space, in which everyone will become extremely distorted and evil.

Red Deer is the one who fills the void (so he thinks) and throws the tainted (mentally twisted) creatures that come into contact with the Underworld back into the Underworld.