[Comprehensive horror] I am convinced of this system task

There was a lot of chaos in my mind.

He just said a few words in a bland manner, but the amount of information was enough to make me explode.

"How did you know my name?" I insisted on saying this, asking this question was just for the reason of "I want to ask something", and there was no expected answer at all.

Sullivan looked satisfied to see my reaction to his words: "You only want to ask this question? Don't you want to know more, how do I know those things?"

I have never cared about my life experience, and I have nothing to inquire about, but that doesn't mean I don't care.

But why is my life experience heard from this person who has never met or even has nothing to do with it?

I didn't want to believe it, all the brain cells were resisting, and I was so angry that I wanted to beat up Sullivan directly, so as to vent all the unreasonable anger in my heart.The whole body trembled, and even felt top-heavy and almost unsteady. The symptoms were similar to fever.But with the last bit of reason left, he pulled out the details of what he had experienced before.

Notes in the park.

"But he was turned into ashes by me"

"If you hadn't cut yourself open with a sharp fork"

This child, who was sent to be burned, was...me?

I subconsciously looked down at my hands.its not right?I'm still alive, although I'm a bit down and out, and my luck is rotten, but I'm alive and well, and I haven't turned into ashes.

This person who wants to burn me to death is my biological father?

And those who used the church totem to commit suicide, and what I saw in the church basement, the blood on the totem is...

I felt as cold as if I had fallen into an ice cave, but I was sweating all over my body, and my hands couldn't slide on the table.

If Sullivan came here at this time, stabbed me with a knife or took that water pipe and shot it at my head, I might not even have the will to hide.Because I suddenly discovered that it is much better to pass out like before, or even die, without thinking about anything, compared to the feeling that my mind is full of beeping.

But he always stood across the table, looking at me strangely.I also don't understand why I have no grievances with him, and he still owes me a sap. He is so gloating, and the smile on his face is a little bit obvious.

There was a strange feeling in Sullivan's voice when he spoke. The voice felt empty and light, but what he said could forcefully penetrate directly into his brain: "They all grew up in the orphanage. What do you listen to?" Of course I know how it feels."

Seeing that I still didn't respond, Sullivan continued: "So, I think you should also understand how I feel. Come on, help me complete the sacrament."

His voice was bewitching, and if he wasn't paying attention, he might have really bluffed him.But when he came towards me, I also moved and continued to dodge him.

Even as he said.I was disliked and abandoned by others, and I couldn't survive if I made a mistake.These are all true.

But I am alive now, after going through so many dangers, there is no reason for me to be in this place and be defeated by the past again.

Just as I was trying to get out of this endless circle around the table, the door suddenly knocked.

I froze. Sullivan apparently hadn't imagined that anything could go wrong with the door he had locked himself.He turned his head, and behind him, the locked door made a real sound of unlocking, and there was a faint ringing of keys.

A tense atmosphere suddenly filled the quiet room.I'm not even sure if this person coming in is going to save me from here, or add fuel to the fire.The moment the doorknob was turned down, my heart tightened and I even held my breath unconsciously.

I entered this room before anyone else, and what I saw was a pistol.As the door opened, the gun was pointed straight at Sullivan's head.

"Henry!" I was surprised and delighted to see the person outside the door.He's fine, although his white shirt is a bit dirty.There have been fears for his safety since he was found missing at the hospital gate.Seeing him alive and kicking now, my hanging heart finally dropped.

Sullivan's reaction was also very quick. Almost at the same time, he drew his gun and pointed it at Henry who had just entered.I was anxious to rush up, but I didn't expect to be pointed at the center of my eyebrow with a pistol, and there was only a black muzzle in front of me.The one I recognized at a glance was my gun, and I have been carrying it with me since Moore gave it to me.I thought the gun was just taken away by Sullivan, but I didn't expect him to use it for himself.

"Don't move." Sullivan said softly, "How did you come in?"

Henry flashed the keychain in his hand to him.I suppressed the uneasiness in my heart, and said in a steady voice, "Don't you claim to have grown up in an orphanage? You don't know that the door of the orphanage cannot be completely locked from the inside."

Sullivan nodded slightly as if suddenly realizing, but his hand holding the gun did not tremble a bit.Even though he was staring at Henry, his gun followed me no matter how small I moved.

This tense scene was extremely tense. Sullivan threatened me and Henry with two guns, and Henry's gun was aimed at him. I was an unarmed and weak chicken.

"How did you find this place?" Sullivan still said in that unhurried tone, as if saying that no matter how long it took, he would accompany him.

When I first met Henry, my impression of him was that he was a taciturn, very introverted person.He is the same now, with some long side-parted bangs hanging down, covering the vision in his eyes a little blurred, there is no expression on his quiet face, but his whole person has a strong aura: "If you want to ask, let me ask first You. You stole my DV, you drove the car, and you locked the door of the hotel room, right?"

"Continue." Sullivan nodded, but there was no shame on his face that he had been exposed, but he was interested.Henry frowned and continued: "I've been investigating this matter since I escaped from the hotel. Fortunately, I didn't go over immediately when I saw my car at the hospital gate. Seeing you wandering around the hospital gate, I suspected your target It's Xavier. I also managed to leave a note for Xavier, but I didn't expect you to find it."

It felt like the two of them understood clearly, but I was at a loss.At that time, so many things happened in the hospital, and I had no idea what happened outside.But speaking of notes...

It turns out that Henry left the note "Don't trust people who approach suddenly", in order to make me wary of Sullivan? !

I really want to punch my brain out.There were zombies at the time, and the situation was urgent. When I saw the note, I took it for granted that someone told me to be careful of Moore and his team of three.Later they lied to me in a showdown with me, so I naturally responded, thinking that the matter was over.

Unexpectedly, what he wanted me to guard against was not the three-man squad with live ammunition, but the young Sullivan I met on the pier.

"That's a spirit body. I can't control it. I didn't expect that 'I' would help me." Sullivan actually understood what I was thinking and answered first.I half understood, and he didn't intend to continue explaining, but said to Henry: "You are so powerful that you even found this place."

Henry's expression remained unchanged: "You can investigate other people's information, and of course I can also investigate yours. You don't want to kill Xavier at all. If so, you have several opportunities to do it. You just wanted to help him get here, didn't you?"

Sullivan laughed twice, his laughter was not at all funny, and still had a gloomy feeling: "Yes, only by being killed here can the ascension ceremony in the sacrament be completed. But now, I change my mind gone."

His expression suddenly became a little crazy: "I didn't misunderstand you. I thought everything would be fine if I locked you up, but I didn't expect to let you out. Don't move." He said abruptly, and was about to bend over I also stopped picking up the water pipe that fell on the ground.I had to straighten up and continue listening to him.

"Henry Townsend, it just so happens that you came by yourself today, both of you stay, a part of the sacrament needs you."

Even though his back was almost turned to me, I could see that sudden savage glint out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't shoot right away, but it was enough to make every muscle in me tense.

"Then Henry, I think, you have to stay here and watch me sacrifice Xavier first... Be careful, even if you shoot him, he will still die."

Now he ignored Henry and turned to me without any scruples.My nervousness seemed to make him very happy, and he pretended to raise the gun in his hand like a threat.

I dare not make any movements, only my mind is still spinning rapidly.If he wanted to pick up that water pipe, he would definitely find a gap and shoot. In addition, that water pipe is so heavy, no matter how fast I am, it is impossible for me to be faster than the bullet.

I glanced over Sullivan's shoulder at Henry.Although we have known each other for a while, today is only the second time we have met.There is really no guarantee that he will have enough tacit understanding with me.

But looking at Sullivan, I can only put all my eggs in one basket.

Realizing that I had the urge to fight back, Sullivan turned towards me extremely quickly, but the moment he fired, he paused.

Because he found that I was not trying to hide, let alone pick up the water pipes on the ground, but jumped onto the table between us, rolled and approached him!

The candles and books on the table were swept to the ground in an instant.Sullivan's pre-judgment was completely invalid, and when he was about to re-target, I had already slid to his side.

As soon as he raised his hand, he knocked out the gun in his hand with the heel of his palm, and after catching it, he elbowed him hard on the forearm bone.As I expected, he quickly pointed the other gun at me and I couldn't help it, but Henry quickly rushed up and put his hand away, so that the bullet missed completely, and I took the opportunity to kick at me. His wrist made him reflexively let go and dropped the gun.

It's fine once you disarm the weapon.I jumped off the table and subdued him in two hits.

"Yes, you're right, they all grew up in an orphanage." I looked him in the eyes and smiled wildly, "But I guess you haven't been fighting since you were eight, have you?"

The author has something to say: Good night~