Reach out,

touch the switch,

Open!

"Clap"

light is on.

Karen continued to walk down to the basement.

The perception of "terrible" often comes not from real objects, but from "self-enrichment".

When the basement of the Inmelis family was renovated, it would not be so stupid to design it according to the "gloomy and depressing" atmosphere, but at night, even if your walls are all painted with Barbie powder, as long as you know that there are two people lying inside. Even with a corpse, you won't feel "warm" and "cute".

The crying continues.

It came from Aunt Mary's studio.

Karen walks to the studio door, which is unlocked...because you can't think of a need to lock it.

Karen stopped and didn't turn the doorknob in a hurry, but turned her head first and looked behind her.

The corridor behind it is not dark because of the lights, but the revolving ramp from the basement to the first floor is still dark, making it difficult to see.

close your eyes,

take a deep breath,

Karen wished to smell the sweetness of hot milk,

Too bad he's not a dog nose.

think of dogs,

Karen looked down and glanced.

The golden retriever, who seemed very enthusiastic because he put it in the house by himself, did not go down to the basement with him;

Really a dog thing that is not worthy of deep love.

reach out,

hold the door handle;

In an instant,

As if the "channel" was suddenly switched, a sense of trance hits, not strong, but can clearly perceive the existence;

immediately,

The "crying" in the studio stopped abruptly.

Karen turned her head again, and the light bulb in the aisle above her head still maintained its normal brightness.

"Crack..."

twist the handle,

open the door,

Reach out again, touch the switch button next to the door at the fastest speed, and press it immediately;

"Snapped……"

The lights in the studio are on.

Light,

plenty of light,

It can bring great psychological comfort.

Jeff and Mr. Mosan were lying on two stretcher cars in the studio.

Jeff's face was powdered and "glowing".

It can be seen that it is a little heavy, and the hair is also combed to a middle part, and the hairspray is applied, and it looks... extraordinarily energetic. It is estimated that Jeff had never been so energetic before his death.

Mr. Mosang looks a lot more "normal". Instead of heavy makeup, he pays more attention to details and nature. It looks like he is really sleeping.

When Aunt Mary was at work, she fully favored one over the other; the difference between a welfare bill and a normal bill is reflected here.

Of course, if Aunt Mary had known in advance that Mr. Mossang's children were going to cremate him, he would have been more "fancy" with the young man next to him, Jeff.

Karen walked past Jeff, the previous cry had an old feeling, obviously not from a young man like "Jeff", it could only be... Mr. Mosan.

But after standing in front of Mr. Moissan,

Cullen only saw Mr. Mosan lying there quietly, no other "heresy".

Reaching out, he dragged a round stool with wheels beside him and sat down with his feet on the lower railing of the stretcher car.

Karen tilted her head slightly,

Just kept staring at Mr. Mosang.

at the same time,

Occasionally out of the corner of my eye, I glanced through the open door of the office, noting the aisles... well, mostly the slopes at the end of the aisles.

Time is a quarter of an hour.

In this quarter of an hour, everything is calm.

It's a man or a ghost,

you show up,

Give me a reaction?

Karen sighed and was ready to leave, the warm bed at night was more attractive.

get up,

As he passed by Mr. Moissan,

Karen noticed that the button on Mr. Moissan's neck was unbuttoned, and he subconsciously reached out to help tie it back.

However,

Just as the fingertips touched the skin of Mr. Mosan's neck,

Karen suddenly felt dizzy,

It felt like he was dizzy, and his body stumbled.

Karen immediately steadied herself, leaning her back against the wall.

"Woooooo..."

The choking sound came again.

Karen looked up immediately,

Right in front of him, Mr. Moissan still lay there;

But in the diagonal corner, there seemed to be another figure curled up in the corner with his knees in his arms, crying.

Karen, who saw this scene, didn't scream in fear, he actually had enough psychological construction;

And for Karen, seeing "ghosts" is much better than "seeing ghosts";

In the latter case, he had to doubt whether something was wrong with his "brain" and "spirit".

Therefore, Karen is more inclined to accept "this is a neurological world" than "I am neurotic".

"Mr. Moissan?"

Karen made a questioning voice to the figure curled up in the corner.

But the figure didn't seem to hear it at all, didn't make any response, and still sobbed there.

Cullen stood up and walked towards Mr. "Mosan", but his "sight" and "reality" formed a kind of "separation". When he walked towards Mr. Mosan, the distance between the two sides did not change. Closer, but has been maintained constant.

When Karen's face was almost touching the opposite wall,

Mr. "Mosan" was still curled up in the "distant" corner.

The scene of "Damn" has not frightened Cullen until now, and this "supernatural constant distance" made Cullen even more eager to explore.

"So, what I see is not real existence?"

After saying this, Karen bit her lower lip,

"I said something nonsense."

Immediately after,

Karen tried to spread her hands and slowly shifted her position.

next moment,

Mr. "Mosan"'s crouching figure also began to move, no, it was a translation.

This feeling,

It's like having a projector on his forehead.

Is this... the soul?

Karen wasn't sure about the "material" of this thing. After all, he couldn't reach out and touch it at this distance.

but,

Karen suddenly had an idea.

With Cullen's constant turning, the sobbing Mr. "Mosan" and Mr. Mosan lying on the stretcher were placed in the same direction.

After adjusting the direction,

Karen began to "focus" again,

Move the steps forward and backward, and try to fit Mr. Mosang and Mr. Mosang together as much as possible.

In fact, Karen himself doesn't know why he did this, but it seems to be a matter of course, "ghost", of course, should be placed with his body, at least try it?

When the two sides overlap,

Cullen clearly saw that Mr. "Mosan" who was curled up suddenly stopped crying. Then, he stood up in confusion. Under Cullen's "watching", Mr. "Mosan" lay down next to Mr. Mosan. on the body.

The whole process is very fast, extremely smooth and smooth;

And when the two sides completely overlap,

Karen only felt like there was a hand, grabbing her "brain" violently, yes, it was the "brain", not the forehead, the back of the head, or the scalp, but in the depths of her brain;

"Bah" sounded,

hold tight,

Pull out!

"Well……"

Karen let out a painful snort, and fell to her knees on the ground. She had to subconsciously put her hands on the floor tiles, otherwise she would pay tribute to Mr. Hoffen during the day.

But Rao is so,

Karen also clearly saw drops of blood falling on the blue and white tiles in front of him.

Nostrils... bleed again.

One hand, covering her nose, Karen began to reluctantly get back to her feet.

As he got up,

Mr. Mosan, who was lying on the stretcher and had already put on makeup, also sat up slowly.

The movements of the two are almost synchronized, silently synchronized.

"Well……"

Karen let out a low cry.

Although he knew that all these "killing" behaviors originated from his own initiative, when he saw a corpse sitting upright in front of him, he couldn't avoid the psychological shock.

The impact brought a little panic, a little doubt, a little daze, and... absolute excitement.

Mr. Mosang gradually changed his posture, from sitting on the stretcher to kneeling on the stretcher. His eyes were open, but there was no color, it was a very monotonous gray and white.

"Please... please... don't burn me... don't burn me... cremate the flesh... no forgiveness... cremate the flesh... no forgiveness..."

Karen swallowed,

Looking at Mr. Mosan who was doing "worship" and "begging" to himself in religious rituals.

I heard Aunt Mary say that in the doctrine that Mr. Mossang believes in, believers are not allowed to cremate their own bodies, and for a devout believer, there are only two things to show their faith and loyalty... "life" and "death".

Life is the "life" when entering the teaching, and death is the end of oneself, and at the same time inherits the "life" in the religious sense.

The "crying" I heard earlier was the grief and grievance from Mr. Mossang.

"Mr. Mosan? Mr. Mosan?"

Karen tried to call him.

"Please...don't burn me...please...don't burn me..."

Mr. Moissan still repeated his prayer.

Oh,

Is there no way to communicate peer-to-peer, is there only one "instinct" left?

Or, to use the elaboration that I was used to in my previous life, that is... obsession.

But how did all this happen?

Aunt Mary, Uncle Mason, and Mina have never said that corpses will have "mutations", which means that this world should be normal in the eyes of normal people.

But the first time was "Jeff" and the second time was Mr. Moissan,

I encountered this kind of mutation originating from the remains twice in a row,

Karen has to wonder... No, it is almost certain that all of this has an inseparable reason for himself, and the triggering medium should be here.

Is it because of the original "Karen" or because of his "awakening"?

"Please...don't burn me...don't burn me...don't burn me! Don't burn me! Don't burn me!!!"

Karen noticed that Mr. Mosan's speech speed began to speed up, his shoulders began to tremble slightly, and the eyes that had no luster at all were gradually filled with bloodshots at this time.

in the air,

A dangerous atmosphere began to permeate.

"Mr. Moissan?"

Karen tentatively shouted again, and at the same time her body began to move;

The beginning of the matter was a little strange, but the development of the matter seemed to be proceeding according to the "normal" he could understand, such as... what would a corpse do when it suddenly "scam" wakes up.

However, just as Cullen just walked around Mr. Mosan,

Mr. Mosan raised his head sharply:

"You actually want to... burn me!"

Suddenly,

Mr. Mosang's eyes were completely covered with blood, and his body was thrown up violently;

Yes, throw up, the coordination of muscles, bones, and the whole body does not seem to exist at this time, but it just sticks up, like a fish thrown on the shore, jumping up!

"boom!"

Karen only felt that she had been hit hard on the back, and she fell forward.

After falling down, Cullen immediately put his hands on the ground and turned his body. At this time, Mr. Mosan clinged to him, and quickly put his hands to Cullen's neck.

Karen raised her knees to face Mr. Moissan;

But this body is indeed a little weak, and the physique is not good. Secondly, Mr. Mosan's weight can be said to be heavier than when he was alive.

Karen's knees not only failed to stand up, but lied down directly under the pressure from Mr. Mosan...

"You guys actually... dare to burn me!!!"

Mr. Moissan opened his mouth,

It directly bit down on Karen's chest.

"Boom!"

Karen's chest seemed to have been hammered by a stone, and it was very painful, but the expected bloody blur did not appear, because Mr. Mosan had lost all his teeth before his death, and he had to use dentures to eat.

Therefore, Mr. Mosang was lonely before.

But Mr. Mosan's hands had already clinged to Karen's neck and started to exert force. His legs, his driving, were more like an octopus, wrapping Karen around him.

Karen tried to break free with both hands, but his struggle seemed a little futile at this time.

near desperation,

Karen, who was pressed on the tile, could only turn her head to look at the door of the studio;

"How dare you burn me!!!"

Mr. Moissan is crazy!

"Snapped!"

Like the sound of metal hitting, like a light bulb shattering,

Or,

Like a snap of your fingers?

Karen can no longer clearly distinguish the timbre, but her heart is relieved, huh... I'm saved.

However, after the voice came,

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!! Burn me! Burn me! Burn me!"

Mr. Mosang, who was originally "crazy and mad", suddenly fell into a rampage.

Cullenton felt that the strength of the hands pinching his neck was much stronger than before. This was the real state where his neck was about to be pinched.

Like a ham sausage, two hands grab both ends and start twisting in the opposite direction, then, waiting for one end... to explode;

Karen's current "eyes, ears, and nose" have the illusion that they are about to burst.

"How dare you... burn me!"

"How dare... me!"

"dare..."

"burn……"

Suddenly,

Mr. Mosan seemed to have reached a critical point, his body froze and he collapsed.

After the restraint on the neck was lost, Karen began to gasp for breath. The air in the basement was not fresh, but Karen felt extra sweet at this time;

This is not an exaggerated technique, but the blood in his throat, and the nosebleed also infiltrates his mouth.

Karen pushed Mr. Mossang away from him, put his hands on the ground, moved his position slowly, and stopped after leaning his back against the wall.

turn your head,

Glancing at the door again,

There are dim yellow lights in the aisle near, and it is still dark in the distance;

Karen propped her face with her hands,

for a while,

With the palm stained with his own blood, he patted his forehead a few times,

"Hey hey hey..."

he laughed,

After laughing, take another deep breath,

In Chinese that does not exist in this world,

Curse the world over and over again:

"Malle Gobi, what kind of shit world is this..."

…

The slope from the basement to the first floor,

Dies stood there,

On its face is the black cat Pu'er crawling on the same height of the stairs on the first floor;

Dis turned his head and looked at Pu'er,

asked:

"The last thing he said was the language of the alien?"

The black cat raised its head,

look at Diess,

next moment,

A woman's voice came out, and she said:

"I've lived for two hundred years, and I haven't heard of any strange monster... who can create their own language."

Immediately after,

Pu'er added:

"And it's so... complicated and obscure."