A voice whispered in her ear, "Kill her."
In the early morning, Allie suddenly felt a chill. So she woke up. It was Gloria who opened the window of the dormitory and let the cold wind in.
At this time, Gloria took a piece of clothing and put it on Ellie. She said in disbelief, "God, you stayed up all night!"
Allie subconsciously tightened her grip on the clothes draped over her body. She suddenly asked, "You … did you hear anything?"
"Did I? What sound? "Gloria was astonished.
Allie was stunned and shook her head. She subconsciously looked at the mirror next to her. She looked so haggard in the mirror. Then she looked at Gloria.
She was bright and charming.
"Allie? Are you not feeling well? "Gloria asked worriedly," Tell me, what's wrong? "
"No." Allie wanted to shake her head. In fact, she shook her head.
"Is there something on your mind?" Gloria pressed Allie's shoulder and lowered her head, "Is it about your feelings? Is it about Ryan? You can tell me, we are good friends. "
"Good friends …" Allie murmured and looked at herself and Gloria in the mirror.
When their faces were close to each other, why did Gloria's face become so strange … She knew that there was nothing abnormal about Gloria, but why was the Gloria she saw in the mirror so terrifying?
Like a monster?
"Gloria … If, if one day I hurt you, what will you do?" Allie suddenly asked.
Gloria shrugged and said confidently, "Why would you hurt me?"
There is a … monster in my heart.
…
She couldn't tell which side was the truth between reality and fantasy.
Where was this place? Narrow, narrow, narrow, dark … When she woke up in the middle of the night, she found herself in such a place.
They said this was a place for the mental hospital to live. Oh, the wall was covered with soft cotton bags. Allie sat up and looked at her clothes confusedly.
Why was it a bondage suit?
Oh, this was a mental hospital.
She couldn't remember how long she had lived here … When did she live here? He couldn't remember.
Even if she occasionally recalled some of the things that had happened before, she couldn't tell … whether it was her own dream, her imagination, or something that had really happened.
Occasionally, the man who called himself a doctor would talk to her. The man said that there was a monster in everyone's heart. Monsters were not scary, but when you ran away from them, they would become stronger and stronger.
Finally, one day, it will completely devour you.
Is that so? When it is quiet, Allie looks up at the small iron window. Is it like this?
Right, what is this place? Gloria? Len … Branham … Where are you?
Inside the cramped, cramped, cramped room, Allie was curled up in a corner. She saw monsters with Len's appearance, Branham's appearance, and Gloria's appearance, surrounding her one after another.
"Go away!"
…
…
Everyone had a monster in their heart.
The shadows of the trees outside the car window were retreating quickly … It was too dark, in fact, they could only see a continuous piece of black cloth.
This is … the car?
Isn't it that cramped place?
Allie quietly leaned against the window, feeling that her life was like the sewage in the sewer, too chaotic … and too terrible.
She didn't even know why she was in this car … It should be a police car, after all, the driver wore a police uniform.
Is there a monster in everyone's heart?
It's so ugly.
When she was tied to the tree trunk, Allie faintly thought … she knew what the two policemen wanted to do to her. But … is this reality?
Or is it just a nightmare?
Once again, she could not tell whether this was just her imagination or if she was really in such an environment. Would she really be in such an environment? Shouldn't she be in that cramped room?
The touch was so real.
'It's really too ugly … Will it feel better if I cover my eyes?'
Ah, I hate … this feeling.
Everyone has a monster in their heart … an incomparably ugly monster … Please devour me. I don't want to be unable to distinguish between what is real and what is fake anymore.
Let the monster devour me.
She was so calm that she couldn't even feel the movements of the policemen who were messing with her body … but she was shouting in her heart.
Hysterical.
"A portion of health, a portion of rationality, a portion of friendship, a portion of love … and even a portion of a soul. These are all ways for us to profit."
She seemed to have heard such words before, and they existed in her mind … Yes, she had met a strange guy and had a strange conversation with him.
But was it also real … But no matter whether it was real or not, at this moment …
Get off my body! Go away! Don't touch me!
There was a monster in everyone's heart. It was so ugly … too ugly.
Please let me become a monster too.
In this way, I don't need to be confused about what is real and what is not, right?
Just like the heartless monster in the story … the monster came out from the heart, so it's fine to not have a heart.
She tasted the taste of blood.
She saw the two policemen who were so frightened that they almost collapsed … Oh, was this scene real?
But it didn't matter.
Because … she had already become a monster.
The warm blood flowed on her palm like a gurgling stream and slid down her arm. She slowly pressed her bloody palm on the parchment scroll that was slowly unfolding in front of her.
…
…
"The owner of this villa is really good."
Looking at his wife who had coaxed his daughter to sleep, Marken relaxed and walked over. He held his wife's shoulder and whispered, "Thank you for your hard work."
Mrs. Maggie made a gesture of silence, and then left the room with her husband. Mrs. Maggie seemed to feel a little cold. She hugged her arms and whispered, "Let's set off at dawn … I always feel a little uncomfortable here."
Marken nodded, "I also have the same feeling. No matter what, to build a villa in this place … Well, it's too weird for young people. "
"How's your injury?" Mrs. Maggie reached out and touched the wound on her husband's forehead. She blamed, "Why didn't you shout when you were attacked? If I had heard it, you wouldn't have been knocked out and thrown into the pit. "
Marken shrugged, "In that case, I had to consider Lina's safety, didn't I? Who knows if she had any accomplices? What if you also got off the car, leaving Lina alone in the car? That kind of environment. "
"You're right." Mrs. Maggie nodded helplessly, "Well, let's not talk about it. You also go to rest. I want to accompany Lina tonight …"
Mrs. Maggie's face suddenly changed, as if she was frightened by something. She leaned back against the wall.
"What's wrong?"
Marken was startled by his wife's strange behavior and quickly asked.
Mrs. Maggie's arm was a little bit trembling. She pointed at the corridor window and said in surprise, "Just now … did something pass by?"
Marken turned his head and looked over. It was dark outside the window, "Nothing. Are you too tired and saw wrongly? Maybe it's just the shadow of the leaves. "
"Maybe." Mrs. Maggie rubbed her eyebrows, and then gently pushed her husband, "You go to rest. You still need to drive tomorrow."
Seeing Mrs. Maggie enter the room to accompany his daughter to sleep, Marken twisted his stiff neck and planned to go back to his room. His room was just next door.
After closing the door, Marken frowned as he gritted his teeth and sucked in a breath of cold air. Then, he slowly walked to the front of the mirror and opened his eyes. After that, he pulled down his pants a bit.
"This damn woman."
A few inches below his abdomen, there were several deep red scars, as if they were scratched by some claws.
Marken lowered his head and gently touched the scars with his fingers, observing their depth. He didn't notice in the mirror.
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