Spiders are not scary [Comprehensive British and American]

Heavy snow fell, seriously affecting the line of sight.In addition, the monster is white, and its movement is almost impossible to observe.

Carol drew out his sword, and the fear in his heart grew wider.The last time they met, she and the monster both knew that they were just trying to test each other, and neither of them showed their real skills.

The second time, either you die or I die.

"Carol, you stand by my side. I have the ability to sense and predict danger in advance." Peter found that Ned had disappeared again. This time, only the four of them entered the inner world.

"Well." Carol didn't argue with him. As a partner, he gave her more and more sense of security now.

A roar sounded, and the four raised their weapons one after another, ready to fight.

Because of Peter's sentience, he suddenly raised his head and found that the monster was attacking from the top of his head, "Carol, up there!"

The spider web popped out, and while dragging Carol to his side, he stuck to Carol's wrist holding the sword, controlled her, and let the blade stab into the air.

A stream of black blood with a foul smell poured down, drenching Carol all over.

The blood smelled like a decayed corpse, as if the monster itself was made of dead things.

Resisting the urge to vomit, Carol swung his sword, and joined the Winchester brothers in a melee attack.Peter is the assistant. He uses the spider silk to control the monster's limbs, preventing it from resisting.

The monster's movements became smaller and smaller, and the surrounding black blood splashed with residual flesh, making it extremely disgusting.

Carol watched the monster's vitality slowly disappear, but a strange feeling appeared in her heart.

Just when the monster was lying on the ground, about to swallow its last breath, Carol suddenly found that the surrounding scene had changed again.

It was still an ice field, but the monsters, bloodstains, and Peter were all gone.

She panicked a little, this is the true face of the curse.The world that is only open to her alone can be deciphered by her alone.

Holding the sword, she looked into the distance.There are several black dots moving, getting closer.

Running over there, Carol found that it was a group of crew members.They were ashen-faced and skinny, and they knew at a glance that their lives were not long.

Although she was already too thin, she still saw her grandma's grandpa.She has seen his portrait many times, and she will never admit it wrong.

They walked past her as if she didn't exist.Carol understood that this was a repeat of the tragedy that happened that year.She can't stop it, she can only watch.

Watching your great-grandfather offer to eat the corpses of dead companions, watching them go mad and start killing each other.

Several people who looked like skeletons were beaten together, their limbs were entangled, their teeth were clamped into each other's bodies, they could not be separated, and they walked into hell together.

The only person who showed her face was her great-grandfather.

His ferocious face was covered by heavy snow, and these horrible corpses gradually merged together, turning into the monster that attacked them.

"kill me."

Carol shivered, and she returned to Peter's side, still stinking black blood on her body.

"kill me!"

The white fluff on the monster's body slowly disappeared, and what she saw also appeared in front of Peter and the others.

"Oh my God, what is this?" Peter was taken aback. Although he loves to watch thrillers, this PG-13 level is still a bit too much.

"Carol, fatal blow, hurry up." Dean urged on the side. He saw the monster's body appeared, and he knew that this moment had come.

"Well..." Carol wanted to tell them that this was the person her grandmother's family had been looking for.But she still kept silent, raised her sword, and gave her ancestor a happy one.

Next, she will challenge Peter with the remaining seven curses, and she doesn't want him to leave any shadow.Others don't need to get too involved in their own family affairs.

"Beautiful!" Both Dean and Sam clapped their hands. Carol is beautiful and tough. He is really a rare ghost catcher.

The surrounding snowflakes also disappeared, and the four of them returned to the real world.

"Oh my god, Peter, Carol, you suddenly disappeared, I almost had a heart attack!" Ned cried bitterly, and stretched out his arms to hug Peter.Then he stole a glance at Carol, not daring to ask her for a hug.

"Forget it." Carol sighed, and hugged Ned and Peter lightly.

"What smell, what's on you?" Ned smelled a stench when he was ecstatic. He looked at Carol with a complicated expression on his face.

"Why didn't these dirty things disappear?" Carol screamed, the monster's corpse disappeared, why did she still have these blood stains on her body?

"There are no basic rules in the world of evil spirits. The reason why you still have these residues on your body may be because you insist on getting first blood." Dean didn't know how to explain it to her, it was all metaphysics anyway.

Carol couldn't take it anymore, she ran back to the cruise ship, and after two hours of washing, the skin was almost rubbed off.

When she cleaned her ankle, she found a little red mark on the outside.I don't know if it was the injury just now, but it doesn't look serious, so she just ignored it.

After taking a shower, she lay on the bed and wanted to rest.

The first curse went well, but she wasn't sure whether it was broken or not.All of this has to wait for time to verify, just like many thrillers, there will be a tail to remind you that there is another episode.

Turning over, she adjusted a comfortable posture.She put her hand on a fluffy thing, and after a closer look, she realized that it was Peter's scarf.

Holding the scarf that was broken in two, she put it in the palm of her hand and stroked it.The wool of the scarf is not high-grade, it is ordinary wool.But at this moment, she felt extremely warm and soft to the touch, like the highest grade cashmere.

After asking for the contact information of the Winchester brothers, they bid farewell to the North Pole and returned to New York.

The first thing Carol did when she got back was to take the scarf to her private tailor and have it repaired.

"Well, is this scarf very important to you?" A handsome guy who looks very immature but is actually almost 30 years old is holding the scarf, a little puzzled.

"Yes, Thomas, help me make it more beautiful, I have to take it back and return it to someone else." Carol nodded, and couldn't help but smile.

Her favorite tailor in this store is Thomas Sanchez. He is very good-looking, and he has good craftsmanship and taste.My ambition is to create my own brand, but I am still learning.

"No problem, you can pick it up in three days." Thomas looked at the pattern on the scarf, turned around and began to look for suitable wool.

Carol was not idle during the past three days. She was editing the pictures of going to the North Pole, and then wrote several blog posts with pictures to fill in the gaps in the past few days.

When Durga wrote these blogs to her, she thought that her daughter might not live long.Let her memory remain on the Internet, at least there is still a thought.

Later, Carol took over, and she only thought that her mother wanted to train herself to become an Internet celebrity.It wasn't until she learned about the curse that she slowly understood this behavior.

To be remembered is not to live in vain.

"Carol, it's time for us to discuss our next itinerary." Peter has been waiting for Carol to contact him for the past few days, but she seems to be too busy communicating with fans, and doesn't think about him at all.

He was a little lost and could only take the initiative himself.

She was a few months older than herself, and her birthday was just over a year later.As students, they can only take advantage of the winter, summer and spring vacations.There are still seven more, and the situation is not clear. If you don't hurry up, maybe she really won't survive that day.

"Okay, see you in the public library." Carol hung up the phone. She changed into a silk printed suspender dress, put on a fresh makeup, and then went to get the scarf.For some reason, she felt a little excited, as if it was a date.

Peter arrived at the door of the library early, and he waited for a while before he saw the dazzling beauty come to the world.

"Let's go, let's go to the Rose Reading Room." Carol walked in front of him with long legs.

"Hey, isn't it under maintenance?" As far as Peter knows, the Rose Reading Room has been closed for two years due to old building materials, and has been under renovation.

"It's been repaired, it's just not open for the time being. But don't worry, most of the repair costs are donated by my dad, so I can go in." Carol didn't lie, his family loves to do charity, and said it was for Accumulating virtue is actually because of those curses.

A curse is a kind of resentment, and the kindness swayed to the world can somewhat slow down the malice.

The two walked into the reading room, but there was no one there.The refurbishment has been completed, and even the workers have been removed.However, the facilities here are already available. Carol took advantage of her family's little privilege and became the first reader.

"Where are we going next time?" It was so quiet here that Peter was a little at a loss.There was no one else around, so his eyes could only fall on Carol.Looking at her beautiful neck curve and side face, I can't help feeling a little distracted.

He is a teenager with normal development, and she is a beautiful girl, it is impossible not to have some good feelings.

But Peter thinks that he is just aesthetically pleasing, who wouldn't like beautiful things.

This feeling has nothing to do with love, nothing to do with nickels.

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