Chapter 105: Dark Theater: Paranoia Towards Death
The sky was getting darker, and the evening mountain breeze was unusually cold. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
A dark figure, barefoot, with a dress that had been priceless now hanging loosely on her body, and the straps of her underwear were exposed.
The reason for this is that the shadow is struggling to drag something.
The man was not tall, and even looked thin, with arms and waist that were particularly thin in the dark. Everything dragged in his hand looked about the same size as the black shadow.
There was a sound that sounded like crying and wheezing, and the black shadow leaned back, and it was obvious that it was dragging with all its might.
"Whew... He dared to come...... Belch! It's so heavy! ……”
The voice of self-talk was mixed with a dull breath that was suppressed under the throat and could not be vented, and the eyes of the black shadow were obscured by a haze.
It was not yet dark, and it was probably supper time, and the people who had been making a noise had gone away, presumably back into the abominable 'white wood'.
What happened just now was enough for them to be scared for a while. The dark shadow thought.
The person I like, the person I rely on, always puts all my attention on that person and that white house.
How can the dark shadow, who is already irritable and jealous, tolerate the threat that someone may snatch his lover and property at any time and place?
A long time ago, even more than eleven years.
Before the black shadow met his current lover, he had already known that despicable villain with a fat brain!
At first, that guy was really useful.
helped himself make a lot of money, and the company gradually became bigger, and later ......
Thinking of this, the black shadow's body suddenly trembled violently! Even the corner of the thing in his hand almost came out of his hand.
Something that looked gray and white in the dark, like foam and saliva, spilled out of the black shadow's mouth, and the black shadow instantly bent down and began to vomit.
The vomit sprayed all over the top half of the object on the ground, but was partially washed away by the rushing water.
The objects on the ground were gradually removed from the hidden place, which the Black Shadow had accidentally discovered by following the two men who had betrayed him.
That time was also miserable enough, and the black shadow couldn't let go of it in his heart until now.
Remembering his clumsily chasing after him, trying to catch the current situation, but accidentally slipping into a deep ravine and making things a mess, the Black Shadow was determined to complete his plan this time.
Zero hour is the endpoint of moments and the alternate point of moments.
At zero hour in the heart of the dark shadow, it is the end of the betrayer, the punishment of the unloved!
But suddenly—
You're the third person to join the willful others! ’
Like a cold bomb buried deep in the ground that has never exploded, a sound that people can't avoid resounded in the heart of the black shadow.
Over the years, the Dark Shadow has never gotten rid of this voice.
Although I have always told myself that if I want to live a good life, I have to be as hard as iron, but ......
The dark shadow has never really known and understood himself, not because he can't, but because he is avoiding and escaping.
Avoiding what you don't have.
Escaping an ending that can never be changed.
Death often occurs at zero hour, the moment when the horror is cursed!
No one can escape, and a sinful person, even if he steals his life for a moment, will eventually come to an indelible end.
The 'corpse' in his hand began to tremble, but the dark shadow that was deep in thought did not notice it at all.
The river flows beneath your feet, but people struggle to make a choice in the bitter cold......