"Maybe we're all sinking like this, step by step. 」

"Find happiness in a deeper stimulus. 」

"Maybe it's because I'm a masochist. 」

"I tried to get rid of it, but I was addicted to it in my bones. 」

"Until we both lost and fell to the ground. 」

"Our memories will also fade. 」

「......」

The red moon hangs high, and the stars are like fireballs.

There is only red and black in the weird world, as if everything is a thing of the past, and those people are still struggling with history.

The alleys criss-cross are also crooked, and they are squeezed and deformed by the strange space.

A few cockroaches scrambled up the plank wall and squeaked for their next shelter, and the rats fled in fright because they saw the feline.

And Bill ......

"Where, where, where?"

"It's good, I'm not alone, the two of us are the same kind, hehehehehe......"

"I'll kill him, or be killed by him!"

"Hahahahaha......"

Walking at an easier pace than ever before, Bill shook his head in search of the man, whistling happily and wrinkling with laughter on his face.

At some point, the ground covered in black was endlessly cold, and the top of the no-man's land was beautiful, illuminated by the red moonlight as if soaked in blood.

Walking in a space with no sense of distance, although it felt like he was not moving forward, the pure black buildings around him were spinning backwards.

Painful cries and cries for help came from the left, and Bill's smile grew even deeper when he saw the shadow on the ground.

It was the reflection of the monster devouring humans, its size suddenly changing from a domestic cat to a lion, with its large open mouth larger than an adult's body.

The desperate human knelt on the ground, swallowed by the smoky gray monster, the gentle cat meow sounded again, and the regimental leader gracefully cocked his tail, glanced at Bill with shining turquoise eyes, and turned his head away haughtily.

Instead of going to Jack, the magician, it jumped onto the roof in two steps and found a comfortable position on the top to lick its paws.

Bill stood beneath the regimental commander, watching curiously at its every move, scratching at its hair and scratching its jaw.

"I've seen you more than once. ”

"Commander, do we know each other?"

"Hey, what breed are you, do you have any brothers and sisters at home?"

The head of the regiment ignored the man, and continued to lick the hair on his body, only the dark green pupils stared deeply at the creature under his feet, watching his every move.

This dark green pupil ......

A picture suddenly flashed in his mind, and on the night when Brittes was at its most foggy, he had seen these two eyes!

And also......

......

“...... Jikransi. ”

"Ha, it turns out that we have also met in Coal City, I remember!"

The overlooked details gradually come alive, and those things that happened inexplicably refill his brain one by one, but Bill is no longer in the mood he used to be.

He no longer regards those unknown mysteries as earth-shattering conspiracies, the conspiracy will eventually surface, and death will no longer be the thing he fears the most.

He just thinks these things seem to be a little interesting?

"Hehe, hahahahaha, so that's it, so that's it!"

Bill suddenly made a movement like Jack, leaning against the pure black wooden wall, he didn't know why he was laughing, but he just thought, so happy!

Trembling and covering his face, his pale golden eyeballs rolled between his fingers, he suddenly stopped laughing, returned to indifference, and spoke lightly.

"Jack, you were the one who helped me kill the robbers. ”

"Why are you helping me?"

"What is the relationship between Jack and Williams?"

"Ahh......h

Shrugging his shoulders and continuing to search, his brain began to ache rapidly, his cloudy eyeballs had been soaked in darkness, and his strange and changeable emotions made him unable to settle down for a long time.

Through the black iris, Bill suddenly saw some details in his eyes that he had not noticed before, it turned out that the feet and the sky were mirrors that were so smooth and real that they could not be questioned.

It turned out that everything was like a reflection in the mirror, like a dream.

Then, following the direction in which the myriad mirrors converged, he stopped again.

"Jack, we're meeting again. ”

Bill had come to Jack, the mad magician, who was still carrying the last killer in his hand, and the killer had been dead for a long time, but he was still poking around the corpse.

It's not venting, but it's a lot like a child's violence with an unimportant toy, the child doesn't vent to his toy, he just does it but finds it funny.

That's all.

"Hey, Bill, it's nice to meet you again?~"

"So what now, have you thought of the answer to your question, what exactly am I supposed to do??"

Magician Jack put away his sharp knife and casually left the corpse far behind him, his face still stained with muddy blood, he didn't care.

The slender gothic magician crossed his hands over his chest and looked at Bill with the most expectant eyes, but his fingers and hair trembled slightly, desperately enduring it.

Patience destroys desires.

"I came up with an answer when you called me a good boy, it's a very simple math problem, because you're a kid too. ”

"Hehehehe, Bill, you're at least smarter than those people, and then, what should I do?"

Spreading his slender white fingers, Jack gulped in the eeriely colored air, looking forward to the follow-up answer more and more.

Bill casually stretched out his left index finger, and black blood gushed out from his fingertips, quickly turning into three black apples.

The pitch-black dagger slipped out of his palm and rose into the air, demonstrating how to divide the apple equally under Bill's nimble fingers.

Step 1: Stack up three apples. ”

"Step 2: From the top down, cut evenly'?" Glyph four knives. ”

"Then you get a total of 3*8=24 apples. ”

"In the end, you and the seven friends in the room will get three apples. ”

Looking at Jack calmly, Bill thinks that he has found the answer to this math problem full of confusion and blind spots, and that only by seeing Jack as a child can he even divide the apples in a limited number of times.

"That's your answer?? ？”

"I'm sorry, Bill, that's the last thing I want to hear?"

"So ......"

"You'd better die, right?"

Magician Jack hung his head in disappointment, and even his ears were a little crooked.

He held the top hat in one hand, hid his lost eyes under the brim and raised his magic wand, the dark silver buckshot out of the muzzle mercilessly, making close contact with Bill.

The bullet exploded in the body in an instant, as if there was a rotating space between the flesh and skin, breaking the tissue structure and even the cells!

But Bill didn't move, didn't cry, didn't laugh, and didn't cry out to his mother in pain.

He just painstakingly controlled the pitch-black dagger to cut through the skin, pinched the badly deformed bullet with his fingers, and threw it on the ground.

"No, I'm not going to die. ”

"It's going to be you, Jack. ”