David's voice and movements stopped.

And under the palm of his hand, the woman who had been beaten and turned like a puppet with no electricity suddenly convulsed. The □□ jumped up, and shouted out the door in a trembling voice.

"Dora, it's your bedtime. ”

She tried to make her voice look different, though she didn't.

Her voice sounded like she was about to cry in the next second, and even someone like David could easily discern the great fear in her body.

This made the dull pain that had accumulated in David's skull even worse, and now he could almost hear his own blood running through his veins.

Oh, this retarded and uneducated little □□ thinks I'm going to do something to her daughter?!

David heard a strange voice in his body.

Dora is his current daughter, and she's very fortunate that she's very much favored by David - meaning she has hardly ever had such a thing as "accidentally falling down the stairs".

In a way, of course, because the world is different now, David has been very careful to control his temper since he obtained American status, especially to the little monkey who yells and screams damn it. The little cubs' teachers are sometimes quite nosy, and even an extra bruise on the little cub's head will invite extra questioning. Oh my God, that wasn't David's intention—the little guy was running around the room unruly, and then she bumped into him, and David just instinctively pushed the little guy away from him. But he was used to interacting with the woman, and he didn't expect Dora's body to be so soft and small, so she flew out and hit her forehead against the corner of the cupboard.

Oh, and this incident caused David a lot of trouble. First of all, the woman, the soft, stupid woman who screamed incessantly, rushed at him, roaring like a demon. David had to intervene to calm the other man, and then the woman fell silent.

It has been quiet.

Wait a minute.

David was in a trance, and he vaguely sensed that something was not quite right.

What's the place...... Something was very wrong in his memory.

Some clips slipped through his mind, it was the woman's iron face, her eyes, cheekbones, and chin were beaten to the point that she was out of shape, she wailed for a while and then her breath went down, David realized that it was internal bleeding, and see, his trouble was that she really shouldn't have annoyed him, she seduced him, and he accidentally lost control.

David held his forehead, and the chaotic, regular dullness became rapid.

He felt a little out of breath.

His brain was very sluggish, and he used it like an unlubricated rusty bearing.

"Mom and Dad?"

As if to make him even more annoyed, Dora was still banging on the door desperately, and she kept shouting those two words.

"Shut up, Dora—"

David forced the anger in his heart and said to the door.

Normally, Dora would quietly find a place to hide after hearing his voice (sometimes David hated her so much that he felt that his daughter was some kind of dirty and cowardly rodent in front of him), but this time, Dora showed her own untimely recklessness and stupidity.

She's always banging on the door.

"I said, you need to shut up, Dora, you don't want me to discipline your tutor myself-"

David lowered his voice and roared.

But then he realized that the scene in front of him was so familiar.

A feeling of nausea came over him, and he felt his head hurt even more.

"Damn—"

David rubbed his forehead in annoyance, his cold sweat was profuse, as if he was sick, and his hands and feet were twitching slightly.

And when he lowered his hand, he noticed the blush of his palm.

"What the hell is this-"

David's eyes widened in shock, he stared at his hand and couldn't help but mutter.

His hands seemed to be soaked in blood, and they were completely stained red.

This is......

Blood flowing from the corpse.

The strange voice answered David's question in his head.

The woman's swollen corpse was scattered in a bathtub full of blood, and he had let his hands get blood on it while he was dismembering the body—because when he wore plastic gloves, the blood would make the surface of the gloves sticky, making him unable to hold the knife steadily.

Oh, for the sake of the Child of Light, he took the sword for ...... In order to...... Dispose of the woman's body.

Just when David remembered this-

"Bang bang bang-"

The bathroom door was banged louder and louder, louder and louder, until the entire door frame seemed to rumble.

And Dora's voice has changed a bit.

"Dad...... Daddy......"

Her voice gradually took on a hint of roughness, the kind of roughness that a little girl could not make. And her suspiciously elongated voice became more and more uncomfortable.

David felt chills all over his body, he had a headache and discomfort, and his breathing was rapid and difficult.

His gaze was fixed on the bathroom door, and for some reason, he felt as if the shadow peeking through the crack in the door seemed to grow larger.

"Dora ......"

David's muttering was exceptionally dry.

"You should take care of your daughter, □□. ”

Almost subconsciously, David cursed, and then he shouted at the wooden woman.

But the moment he lowered his head, David's pupils suddenly constricted.

I don't know when the woman had disappeared, and all that remained with him was a bloody mess of clothes.

The clothes were originally blue, David's least favorite blue, because when stained with blood, the blue clothes would turn the blood stains into a disgusting black.

But now most of the fabric of the garment had turned black and hardened.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Little by little, the sound of David's heavy breathing overlapped with the louder and louder slamming of the door.

The blood that spread under the clothes spread all the way to the bathtub.

A swollen, crooked head rests on the edge of the tub.

"I was wrong, I'm really sorry. But I don't think I have my hands free to take care of Dora right now - because I'm dead he-hee-hee-"

When she met David's gaze, the head grinned, her teeth already dropped. Is that because of that? She spoke in an unusually evil tone.

It was an apology (David liked to hear the woman's apology), but it was enough to make David tremble and not stand up.

The woman's maniacal laughter was like a switch, and the knocking on the door outside the bathroom suddenly fell silent.

However, the doorknob was pressed down slowly, little by little, without being around.

No...... No......

David gasped and stared at the doorknob.

That chaotic, dazed despair spread through his body.

"Bang-"

Then David heard a loud bang.

The moment he saw the shadow outside the door, David suddenly remembered those things......

The things he thought were memories were actually what he did tonight.

He was sent home because of incontinence, and he was so chaotic that he couldn't help but vent his emotions when Dora bumped into him.

He grabbed the girl by the hair and slammed her head into the hard corner.

David has no way to recall his thoughts at the time, this kind of behavior will obviously bring him huge trouble, but he just can't control it.

Dora's skull was like a walnut, easily shattered by the impact.

And the woman who witnessed all this at the door of the restaurant was screaming, screaming wildly.

David knew he had done one thing wrong, something very wrong, but what followed he swore was not his problem. He was just worried that the woman's screams would attract attention, and he hoped she would calm down, as he was really a little overwhelmed.

And by the time David reacted, his wife had also died.

He stood blankly in the messy living room for a while, his heart empty.

Then he slowly began to clean up the body, which was too tiring, so he would do it for a while and then rest for a while.

He disposed of the woman's body, but Dora's body had been discarded by him next to the cupboard.

Oh, the damn blood that poured out of the corpse must have congealed on the carpet by now. If the woman hadn't died, David could have easily thrown the wasted house-cleaning work to the woman, but now the woman who would have cleaned everything up has become a corpse.

Wait a minute...... Wrong......

David thought panickedly.

The order was not quite right, he was on the bathroom floor not long ago, looking at the woman and hearing her talk......

"Your head is broken. ”

The person who David had previously thought was Dora leaned against the door frame and said with a grin to David in the room.

David stared at him incredulously.

Oh, and the things in his brain that were holding him back from thinking were getting thicker and thicker.

"I don't understand, I don't understand this...... What the hell is going on......"

David muttered.

"Oh, you'll understand. I'll teach you well. ”

The man answered him.

He spoke in a tone that David was very familiar with—his own tone.

Every time he wanted to vent, he would speak to his wife in such a cordial, polite and tyrannical tone, and every time his wives would tremble with fear because of his opening statement.

David used to laugh at them.

Those weak little □□ are so fragile that a word can scare them out of their.

But at this moment, David suddenly tasted the fear that those women felt back then.

"No...... Don't ......" he kept shimping, and then he rubbed his face desperately with his hands. All the while, he still felt like he was trapped in a nightmare.

"Be quiet, you uneducated pig. ”

The man rushed in, grabbed David, and dragged him out.

David screamed like a real pig.

He tried to resist, but his body was completely paralyzed.

The abuser sneered contentedly, and he put his foot on David's neck, and then he expertly found the baseball bat from the back of the bed, which was already stained with blood.

"Come on, let me talk to you. ”

David was horrified to hear the man speak.

He knew better than anyone what that meant.

"Bang-"

The baseball bat smashed.

The pain struck David, his teeth flying out in an instant, and then his nose, crooked and limply hanging in the middle of his face.

In the midst of that great pain that normal people could not accept, David's lower abdomen was hot and moist. A foul smell wafted through the room, and David knew he was incontinent again.

He wanted to ask why.

But what greeted him was only a violent storm of violent beatings.

"I think you've been behaving a little bit of a problem during this time—"

The person's voice sometimes becomes woman-like.

The woman he killed had the same cowardly and slender voice.

But the same sound would become hoarse and rough in an instant, and then it would turn into a beast-like roar.

David was tortured, and he couldn't believe he had fallen to this point. He screamed, squirming at his weak, feeble body in an attempt to escape, but the other man chased after him, and one of his feet stomped on David's jaw.

"Not well-behaved-I hate bad guys-"

He laughed insolently and made David lie on his back with his face facing him.

Then, he lifted the baseball bat hard and stabbed David hard in the eye.

In the last moments before David's vision fell into darkness, it was as if he saw a devil's face.

A face exactly like his own.

……

At the same time, outside the simple and ordinary house of David's family, a man stared at the window of the black hole with his hands on his chest and a disgusted expression.

"Wow, that's disgusting. ”

He let out an inexplicable stumbling sound.

A fog that shouldn't have been present in this dry and hearty seaside city unknowingly envelops the entire neighborhood. And probably because of the fog, it was not too late, but the whole area was soaked in an eerie and solemn silence.

Many of them felt unexplained tiredness and confusion at this time of the day, and he staggered to his feet from the table or desk, climbed upstairs, and barely threw himself into the bed. And those who lay on the couch watching soap operas fell asleep more easily, their chips and popcorn slipping off their bulging bellies and falling on the carpet, and no one cared.

The birds and rats were restless long before the fog began to spread, and many of the birds left their nests where they were supposed to spend the night. In some places, out of sight, rats poured out of underground pipes and outfalls, and the little gray and brown creatures crowded together and left the area in terror. If anyone could see this, they would probably think that the sewage pipe was secretly discharging gray sewage in the middle of the night. And among those rats are all kinds of insects, and the most common are cockroaches, which also leave. Those who spilled chips and popcorn on the ground would appreciate it.

The red deer sighed in the mist, and he slowly walked towards David's house, his eyes glowing faintly like wild cats in the darkness, making him look more like an animal crawling out of the fog and night.

Or, ghosts.

He cautiously walked around the fallen leaves and flowers in front of David's portico, and as he approached the door, the auto-sensor lights came on behind the faint sound of electricity. The dim light bulb was supposed to give a warm family glow under the porch. But at this time, its light was refracted by the fog and took on a mysterious blood red.

Red Deer stared at the lamp with disgust, and the red light.

"Oh my God, that's a ...... taste," he expressed his disdain from the bottom of his heart.

A faint scream came from the inside of the house, and if ordinary people could hear it, it would have called the police, but on a night like this, it did not disturb the peaceful sleep of the neighbors not far away.

"Shoddy and uninteresting. ”

This is the conclusion that Red Deer has come to the aesthetic of the one inside the door.

Then he opened the door and walked slowly inside.

David's house looked like it had gone through a miniature tornado.

Almost all of the furniture was in pieces, scattered haphazardly and haphazardly in any corner of the room. In the very center of the mess lay David's body.

At first glance, it's hard to tell if it's a corpse, it's a mess of red rags piled up on top of each other, with a little white thread or something in there.

Some of the entrails had been chopped up, and they were caught in the wreckage of those items, scattered all over the house.

The red deer only glanced at it, and then its eyelids twitched and skimmed its face.

"I hate this. He whispered in pain.

The most mutilated of David's corpse was his hand, the one that had had a touch with Calvin this afternoon.

Red Deer's eyes wandered around the room, and despite all the disarray, he didn't miss the juicer that had been left somewhere - the liquid left over from the juicer had turned dark brown with a hint of yellow.

Although there is no conclusive evidence, Red Deer can be sure that the brown liquid must have been David's palm before it was crushed.

And he was sure that the muddy, foul-smelling liquid was probably still in David's broken stomach.

- Someone must have cut off David's hand while he was still alive, beat it into meat juice and forced David to drink it himself.

That intense jealousy and hatred of thought still lingers in this room.

I'm afraid David never dreamed that the cruel scene he experienced tonight was only because he touched someone who shouldn't have been touched this afternoon.

In fact, if Red Deer had a choice, he would never have wanted to come to such a ghost place to torture himself anyway. It might have been better if David had been alive, at least the stupid and cowardly human could have some fun with the red deer, and Fugg had some new surgical techniques to experiment with in the living.

But now, David's body is so dead that he can't die anymore.

And the only thing he had left—his soul—was almost useless.

[Ahhhh......h I'm sorry...... I was wrong...... I won't dare in the future......]

In a corner of the dining room, a vague shadow trembled, letting out a wave of wails that only certain humans could receive. The red deer knew at a glance that it had lost all sanity, and that his remaining soul remained forever in the most painful moment, repeating and wailing. The soul was completely broken.

"It's a shame. ”

Red Deer said.

He hated admitting it, but he did come a step too late.

At the Sapphire Crown Hotel, he had vowed to Calvin that he would handle it better, including David, but now, David had been handled "well" once before the Red Deer arrived.

All that was left for Red Deer was a mess and almost endless trouble.

He had to be careful with everything in front of him. He didn't need the police to track down a brand-new, "red deer"-style corpse to the city.

First of all, of course, because he didn't want to notice that he and Calvin were very "coincidentally" present in the city where the corpses appeared.

Secondly, he and Calvin both liked the black truffle scrambled eggs provided by Blue Diamond, and they didn't want to run away from the hotel too much for a short time. (Although Red Deer is already secretly researching where to go next.)

That's why he tried to make Calvin faint after dinner.

Then I followed the special, the breath that belonged to the door, and the man inside the door.

But, even with his mental preparation, Red Deer underestimated the extent of the damage to the entire house - he felt that even Histu would not be able to perfectly sort out all the wreckage and erase all the traces of life in one night.

At this moment when Red Deer had a headache for cleaning......

"Crunch—"

Behind him, there was the sound of the doorshaft rubbing.

Suddenly, the fog outside the window became thicker.

Red Deer turned his back to the figure that slowly emerged behind him, and the expression on his face became cold little by little.

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