Night fell.
[Misato Farm]
All the residents of the farm returned home before sunset. Without exception, the farm became silent.
Bob, the owner of the convenience store, was in charge of receiving Han Dong and his group. He walked happily on his way home, humming a tune.
Bob was a bachelor in his forties. He had an elderly mother at home.
Because today, he received a few big customers from outside and spent a lot of money. He planned to leave tonight and take his mother away from the farm that disgusted him.
"Mon, a few rich college students came to the store today! I borrowed Old John's house and earned the last $100! Also, there was a beautiful girl among the college students. "
Bob, who looked like he was in his forties, was probably in his twenties mentally.
Creak!
The wooden door was pushed open.
The floor of the house was covered with straw. There was not even much space to step on.
Bob was used to such a situation and went straight to his mother's bedroom.
Lying on the bed was a 'scarecrow.' Her whole body was covered with straw, almost no meat could be seen. Pushing aside the layers of straw on her head, two bloodshot eyes could be vaguely seen.
"There seems to be more of it than yesterday."
Bob took out a simple weeder and removed the straw from his mother's body.
After working for two hours, he finally removed all the straw from her body. However, his mother was already in a state of 'humanoid culture medium.' All the pores on her body were enlarged to the size of a pinky finger. Her insides were full of straw roots.
After a while, they would grow again.
Her body was shriveled and bloodless. It seemed that all the nutrients had been squeezed out by the straw.
His mother opened her mouth to say something, but found that her mouth was also full of straw. She could not speak at all.
"Mom, you don't have to continue to suffer. I've collected enough money today! We'll leave here now. Your 'illness' will also slowly disappear when we leave the farm. "
Bob put his mother in a self-made wheelchair. He used a belt to trap her body to prevent her from falling during the pushing process.
He quickly pushed his mother downstairs.
A minivan (pickup truck) with a full tank of gas was parked downstairs.
Just as Bob was trying to move his mother to the passenger seat.
Perhaps because of the stimulation of the night, the straw in his mother's pores began to grow quickly again. Some of the sharp straw directly pierced Bob's back.
Wow …
It was only a small cut on his skin, so it wasn't serious.
But because the straw on his mother's body was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, it was difficult for Bob to carry her to the front passenger seat.
Helpless.
He had no choice but to push his mother into the roofless container at the back … He fastened the wheelchair with a few hemp ropes and transported his mother out of the farm.
He returned to the driver's seat and turned the key to start the car.
Bob caught a glimpse of straw growing on the back of his own hand … He seemed to have been infected by his mother.
The desire to leave the farm grew stronger.
He stepped on the accelerator and drove along the road he was most familiar with.
It would only take him half an hour to leave the farm.
On the way, Bob would check the backpack on the passenger seat from time to time to make sure that it was in a 'bulging' state.
It was full of money.
Part of it was the money he earned from the living, and the other part was the money Bob plundered from the families of the missing.
He just wanted to stay away from the farm and live in another part of Maine.
Due to the mass disappearances in Maine, the housing prices were terrifyingly low … This amount of money was enough for him to survive.
About halfway through the journey, Bob looked at the back of the car through the rearview mirror … and was surprised to find that his mother was gone.
Screech ~ ~
He stepped on the accelerator.
Bob immediately got out of the car to check the situation, but found that his mother, who was covered in straw, was still tied to the back of the car. There was no problem.
"Strange … why didn't I see her in the rearview mirror just now?"
Bob returned to the driver's seat.
He found that there was an extra 'guest' in the passenger seat. It was a child wearing a straw hat and red cloth clothes, only the size of a six-year-old child.
The child was also holding a corn lollipop in his hand.
Strange.
Bob had experienced too many strange things during his time living on the farm … He had also prepared for a long time for tonight's plan to escape from the farm.
He directly took out a self-modified shotgun from under the steering wheel and shot at the child!
Bang!
The impact of the shotgun directly sprayed the child out of the car, and the small scattered steel balls all went into the strange child's body.
"Go to hell! Scarecrow! "
After cursing, Bob stepped on the accelerator and continued to move forward.
There were only ten minutes left to leave the farm, but on the road a hundred meters away from the car lights, stood a terrifying scarecrow that he had never seen before.
It was the height of a normal person.
But under the straw skin was a rusty metal torso.
Its hook-like bent feet were inserted into the ground, allowing its body to stand on the ground …
In its right hand, wrapped in a straw bag, was a gloomy and terrifying rusty iron scythe.
The other deformed arm, obtained through suture, was dragging on the ground.
However, on the shoulder of this terrifying scarecrow sat the little boy who had been attacked by Bob just now, still licking the corn lollipop in his hand.
"Crash you to death."
Bob was still very confident in his new pickup truck. No matter how terrifying the scarecrow was, it was only the size of an ordinary person.
He stepped on the accelerator with full force and accelerated to 80 km/h.
It was about to hit the scarecrow.
The sharp object cut through the body directly from the middle … Together with Bob's mother in the rear compartment, straw flew everywhere.
The pickup truck was separated from the left and right, crashing into the cornfields on both sides.
Bob, who flew out of the main driver's seat, was caught in the air by the scarecrow's sutured arm (machinery, pork, bird eyes, and straw cloth) … Because his neck was firmly stuck, his mouth was wide open.
The scarecrow also had its mouth wide open.
Straws covered in black engine oil were connected to Bob.
In a short period of time, it was completely sucked dry … Not only his vitality, but also Bob's recent memories.
In this memory, the scarecrow also captured a very interesting group of people, a group of young people who could resist the power of the curse to a large extent, and they came to its territory.
Crunch, crunch …
The scarecrow moved its rusty iron body and slowly walked back to the center of the farm.
The child sitting on it was still licking the lollipop. The child was wearing a straw mask, and thin thread-like tongues stretched out from the gaps of the mask and licked the surface of the lollipop.
"Village Sam and its shell, descend!"
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