"What's there?"

Calvin stared at the young woman's face, and he asked calmly.

"Nothingness and chaos, evil and darkness. ”

The woman gasped slowly, and made a painful sound—only the voice grew hoarse and old.

It was Dr. Holden's voice.

Calvin watched in a daze as the woman's rotting face began to deform, and a wrinkled, lifeless face emerged from behind the carrion. His former adoptive father stared at him sadly.

Inexplicably, Calvin's mind came up with the words that had appeared on the mirror and told him to run away quickly. He suddenly realized why he thought the handwriting was so familiar—it was Dr. Holden's handwriting.

Calvin's mind began to blur.

Including the world in his dreams.

"I don't understand...... Father, what the hell is going on......"

Calvin muttered, but a look of horror suddenly appeared on Dr. Holden's face, and the old man's cloudy gaze passed over him and fell behind him.

Calvin felt something, and he turned his head suddenly.

The boy with curly brown hair and green eyes was unknowingly standing behind Calvin.

There was a cloudy, icy smell on his body that reminded Calvin of the scales of the demons hiding in the dark.

"You belong to me. ”

The little boy looked up, and he stared intently and passionately at Calvin.

"I am in this world because of you, so you belong to me, and I belong to you alone. ”

His voice was more immature and evil than Calvin had thought, and the moment the words fell, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Calvin - the small white palm turned into countless slender, soft and sticky tentacles in an instant, and wrapped around his wrists and arms the moment he touched Calvin.

Then, he turned into a white door in front of Calvin, and the tentacles dragged Calvin mercilessly, dragging him into the darkness inside the door.

……

……

Someone was wiping Calvin's forehead.

When he woke up, the first thing Calvin felt was a wet, hot towel. The man carefully wiped the fine sweat from Calvin's forehead and a tear oozing from the corner of his eye. There was a faint, disinfectant-like smell floating in the air.

Calvin felt his consciousness pull out of the darkness little by little, and then reunite into a complete outline in his body.

The pain slowly seeped from under the skin, most severely from the fingertips and forehead, followed by the soreness in the muscles that resembled a build-up of lactic acid. It felt quite uncomfortable, only the area that was wiped with a towel was slightly better.

But either way, pain might be a good thing.

The pain proves that at least he's alive.

"Calvin?"

It was then that he heard a faint call, and Calvin heard a familiar voice, and that voice made him feel instantly relieved.

He slowly opened his eyes—the green-eyed man leaned down to look at him.

There wasn't much expression on the man's face, and even the look in his eyes was cold, but Calvin couldn't miss the genuine care and joy that flashed in his eyes.

"Fugg. ”

Calvin murmured.

Fugg's face looked a little worse (why?, Calvin thought, something was wrong again?), his face was pale from exhaustion, and there were large dark circles under his eyes, as if he had been beaten.

Calvin's impression of cleanliness (and even a little cleanliness) was that his hair was messy, his shirt was full of wrinkles, and he looked like he hadn't been washed in a long time.

There was a decadent and haggard aura emanating from Fuge's body.

Calvin felt a faint sense of disobedience, his mind was still a little chaotic, and under the hazy and chaotic consciousness, there seemed to be a silk thread in his nerves that kept tautifying.

It was as if something very important, very urgent had been forgotten by him.

Calvin frowned, the feeling of weakness making him feel uncomfortable.

He sat up slowly, and found himself not lying in the old-fashioned bedroom of the lakeside chalet, but in the back seat of a family RV. The incandescent light flickered brightly and dimly above his head, illuminating the yellowed plastic and slightly peeling wooden veneer around him.

Outside the car window, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the light was dim, as if it was not long after sunset.

"This is ......"

Calvin subconsciously wanted to ask where he and Fugg were now.

He doesn't like RVs very much.

In fact, the childhood nightmares that persisted in the family RV as a young boy made him disgusted with everything about the RV. Even though he knew full well that the place he was in wasn't the same as the RV he had lived in as a child, he almost instinctively felt breathless and irritable.

"I ...... I remember ...... before."

Calvin's whisper came to an abrupt end.

He snapped into his gaze on Shangfuge, and little by little, the shattered memories slowly rose from the depths of his consciousness.

He suddenly realized that Fugg's expression was so strange. He looked at Calvin the way he looked at a crystal vessel that was about to shatter.

Calvin's body shook.

"Uh......-huh," he let out a weak muffled grunt, his forehead cupped onto his forehead, memories uncontrollably rushing over his nerves, remembering the nightmarish events that had occurred before he fell unconscious.

Blood, death, water, corpses......

"Calvin, how are you feeling now?"

Fugg held out his hand, as if to determine Calvin's situation.

But at that moment, Calvin instinctively ducked backwards - his head hit the wall of the RV hard, and then he made a loud noise.

What followed was a suffocating silence that permeated Calvin and Fugg.

Fugg withdrew his hand, and Calvin noticed that he still had a wet towel in his other hand.

"I don't mean anything else, you don't have to be too afraid. ”

Fugg said calmly. It's just that his voice sounds subtle and stiff.

“……”

Calvin looked straight at him, his lips pursed together, he felt like he should say something, but all the words were reduced to nothingness the moment they spoke.

He didn't know what he was supposed to say.

Fugg sighed.

"At least let me check your hands first. Fugg paused, then added, "If you don't mind...... I'd love to teach that Read's idiot a lesson if I could, your finger hurts so badly that I don't want you to have any after-effects from that guy's stupidity. ”

Calvin's fingers reflexively became more painful. Of course he knew what Fugg was referring to, and Calvin's own fingers were nearly cut off as he plunged the shard of glass into Reed's chest.

His gaze remained on Fugg's face, Fugg's peacock-green eyes looked deep and calm in the light, he looked almost exactly the same as before, but Calvin clearly felt that beneath that seemingly calm exterior, both he and Fugg had changed permanently.

The crazy and distorted face of "Red Deer" seemed to belong to another person and not to the man in front of him, but ......

Thinking of that twisted soul, Calvin couldn't help but shudder.

"You...... Now it's just you ......" Calvin spoke slowly, organizing his language with some difficulty, "that man, he ......"

"'He' is not here now. ”

Fugg snapped up.

"'Here'?" Calvin repeated the word in confusion.

Fuge calmly raised her hand and pointed to her temple with her index finger.

"Oh, well, then hopefully you'll warn me the next time he shows up. ”

Calvin said angrily.

Fugg's gaze flickered, and his gaze made Calvin feel like he was soaked in ice and fire at the same time.

One thing that must be admitted is that he is a little overwhelmed and a little annoyed now. If he woke up and saw that it was Reed, or even Virgilli, he could easily vent his anger and disgust.

But the person who appears here is Fugg, and Fugg ...... Fugg is different.

This body, which carries multiple personalities, is actually a serial murderer and murderer, and the thing is like a thin needle that pierces Calvin's soul. He felt pain, subtle but deep into his bone marrow. His liking and dislike for this man were evenly matched, constantly tugging at his soul and almost tearing him apart.

In fact, even now, Calvin was not sure if he was right to abandon the car, to leave the hell and go back to the murderer.

Oh yes, and that miracle "cure".

Calvin couldn't help but look at his hands—which looked horrible when the gauze was removed. His fingers were swollen, his skin was grayish-yellow with the remaining blood and medicine, and the open wound was firmly clinged to something like a clear tape, perhaps due to ischemia, only a small patch of skin was white.

"It's artificial skin. Noticing Calvin's gaze, Fugg quickly explained, "You'll be back to normal, but maybe some scars." ”

Calvin frowned.

He looked at Fugg's chest—

Fugg sighed, and then he took off his shirt in front of Calvin. Just as Calvin had seen before he fainted from exhaustion, there was now only a very light white mark on his chest.

"You saved me. Fugg touched the mark lightly, and said.

"That's right, I saved you......"

Calvin said abruptly.

"I don't know exactly how I did it – I may have made the biggest mistake of my life. What do you say?"

He ignored Fuge's pale, and instead focused his attention on his hands.

He tried to awaken that power in his body, but at this moment there was only exhaustion and emptiness in his body.

"Fuck it—"

Calvin couldn't help but curse.

Fugg glanced at him, then cautiously reached out, and after making sure that Calvin hadn't overreacted again, he tentatively changed Calvin to a new medicine and re-wrapped the gauze.

His cautious appearance made Calvin feel a bitter resentment and indescribable annoyance. He always felt that he should lose his temper, perhaps blaming Fugg (or some other personality in his body), or ...... Calvin himself didn't know what he was supposed to do.

He bit his lip, once again regretting his previous choice.

A gaze fell on his face, and Calvin looked at Fugg viciously.

"I know you must have a lot to ask...... Things are actually a bit complicated. ”

Fugg said in a voice that didn't fluctuate.

"What's complicated by that? Like you've been lying to me or is it the damn demon? Oh, by the way, there's that kind of thing that can open the door on the wall and be there at any time...... After knowing each other for so long, now you finally feel like you have time to explain it to me?"

Calvin wished he wasn't too aggressive, but after he said it, he realized that his questioning now sounded like a resentful woman asking if his lover was having an affair.

Once again, Calvin frowned in self-loathing.

But Fugg seemed to completely ignore Calvin's agitation and embarrassment, and he glanced out the window, then got up and went to the car kitchen to prepare a glass of lemonade for Calvin.

He placed the glass of water in Calvin's hand, and then found himself a place to sit down so that Calvin could look him in the face.

"I know, it may sound like a shirk, but everything that happened to us was really too complicated. Even I have a feeling that I can't talk about it......" Fugg's steady voice sounded in the small, dilapidated RV, the light of the incandescent light hitting his cheekbones, casting a thin shadow on his face, "But I'll start with the 'door'. Hmm, forget all the nonsense lies Reed told you...... I'm sorry. ”

Observing Calvin's gloomy face in an instant, Fugg added one last apology.

"In fact, the 'door' is a strange thing, or 'phenomenon'. ”

Fugg whispered.

"It's some kind of entrance to evil and chaos, or some kind of unknown. We don't know anything about its existence, its composition, but one thing is for sure, all creatures that step inside the 'door' will be its belongings. ”

Calvin couldn't help blinking, wondering why he suddenly remembered his dream, at the end of which he fell through the white door.

He shuddered involuntarily, according to common sense, Fugg should be able to detect that something was wrong with him, but at this moment, the always apathetic doctor kept staring at the glass of lemonade, he seemed to be looking there, but in fact his gaze was casting his gaze to something more illusory.

"Reed was the first of us to meet that door, when he was twelve. He, or rather, we, our mother was a fervent Satan worshipper, and on the day her own child turned twelve, she decided to sacrifice both of them. ”

There was no doubt that Fugg's words touched a nerve in Calvin's pupils, his shoulders shook.

Fugg rubbed his eyebrows.

"Of course, something went wrong with her plan, Reed's brother...... Caught and then killed, Reed saw it all with his own eyes. Then, as he tried to escape from the house, he met the door and he was dragged inside. ”

Calvin's breath faltered for a moment.

And Fugg's narrative continues—

"No one knows exactly what's going on, yes, no one, not including those of us who split off later...... To be honest, I suspect Reid himself doesn't know. But one thing is for sure, Reed was not completely dragged through the door, and he managed to escape in the end, but at the moment inside the door, his spirit, and perhaps a part of his body, was severely ...... 'tainted'. ”

"Pollution?"

"I'm sorry I can't put it in more precise words," Fogg shook his head slightly, his eyes glinting with a dim light as he spoke of "The Door", "a small part of his soul was alienated—like all those who had ever stepped through the door, and when they reappeared before the world, the part of their skin had changed and distorted. They will do many rather horrible things, some beyond the limits of what humans can bear. As for Reed, he is an even rarer individual, half normal and the other half ...... Dark and twisted, in order to keep his mind intact, he produced his first split personality. ”

"Red Deer. ”

Calvin muttered the word.

He got goosebumps on his back, as if the mere mere repetition of the name would lead to ominousness and filth.

Fugg's voice grew deeper.

"Yes, he split into the personality of 'Red Deer', before he even knew it. Red Deer is very cunning and evil, and he does not let Reed perceive his presence, but shares his memories and emotions with him. Reed was adamant all along that the evil being was the soul of his brother who had been sacrificed to Satan. He did many things under the control of Red Deer, some of which he believed he had done with his own hands, and some of which were instigated by the boy...... He could never really resist that child. ”

The muscles under Calvin's eyelids tensed, and he stared almost coldly at Fugg, whose decadent and haggard aura was thickened by the mention of the real past.

"So, you're going to tell me now that Reed wasn't really a murderer, and that the real murderer was the soul from the 'Gate', a ghost twisted by Hell and the Void......"

"It's part of Reed's soul. Fugg corrected calmly, "Reed thinks of himself as the Red Deer, and he has spent many years in a daze and ignorance, and then ...... Then he was sentenced to death. Do you know what it was like to be at the time of your experience?"

A strange and terrible sneer appeared on the corner of Fugg's mouth, and without waiting for Calvin to answer him, he said to himself: "You will find that your soul is extracted from your body by a terrible force, and you will see a very whole, fragile soul. And behind the soul, there are one 'door' after another...... Beloved, death is never the most terrible, the most terrible thing is the eternal darkness and nothingness after death, and those 'doors'. ”

Suddenly Fugg met Calvin's eyes.

"Reed too, and that's when he noticed the presence of the 'Red Deer'. He had received some kind of revelation at that time, well, let's call it a revelation from God if we were optimistic. He's aware of something in the dark and is adamant that he should be by your side, but the alienated part of his body is a huge problem - the unclean are not allowed to approach you. In that moment—"

Fugg held out his hand and gestured.

In a very short moment, he had a long conversation. We don't know who he was talking to, but the being recognized Reed, and he agreed with Reed's desire to remain in this world. But at the cost of having to divide his soul. ”

"This is ridiculous...... It's ......"

Calvin whispered dryly, not noticing that his voice was trembling slightly.

Fugg stared deeply into Calvin's face.

"Reed did so, he slipped the most evil and twisted part of his body and sealed it behind the 'door' forever, but when it came to slicing the soul, he was a bit of a mess, so I showed up, Virgili appeared, and Heath and Messer appeared. That's right, he tore himself apart, and in the human world, they call it multiple personalities. ”

"It took us a long time...... Stay in one ...... in space. Fugg's words were soft enough to almost whisper at this point, "And then suddenly one day, we realized very strongly that you needed us. ”

"So we woke up, and then we figured out how to get to you. ”

"We perceive the evil and darkness that haunts you, and there is nothing we can do...... And, what's worse is that when we're awake we are aware of the presence of 'Him'. He came into existence because of the 'door', and when he was expelled into that 'door', the 'door' provided for him. ”

"I see," Calvin murmured unconsciously, and the horrible scene in the cabin came to his mind, "and he put his hand on the wall, and the door appeared. ”

Fugg's hand moved, and at that moment Calvin almost thought he would throw out his hand to touch himself as he used to, but Fugg finally remained motionless, without any superfluous movements.

"He's feeding the Gate," Fugg sighed and said, "I think you're going to feel a little disgusting, but we've actually done a lot of feeding things to keep both him and the Gate at ease......"

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Alas, once you enter the decryption stage, it is a bit boring......

And in fact, this version is a lot different from the original outline [but for unnecessary trouble, I finally gritted my teeth and changed it]

Finally, let's feel sorry for Fuge......

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