Chapter 77: Serial Killing Gang Suffers Serial Killings (12) Yes...
SAN value -10%.
"Ah ...
Falling to the ground at this time was obviously not a good thing. Barnaby's first reaction was to look at the mirror again to look for the female ghost, but there was nothing in the mirror except his embarrassed self and the overturned specimen.
However... the specimen moved.
To be precise, the pile of specimens that had been knocked over was moved. A deer that had fallen sideways on the top was first pushed to its feet and then fell to the other side. It was obvious that there was something under the specimens.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck..." Barnaby clearly heard the sound of his teeth chattering. He turned his head inch by inch, not daring to look, but unable to control his gaze towards the female ghost who appeared again.
But this time, it wasn't a female ghost...
In the pale moonlight slanting through the window, a massive black figure towered to the ceiling, forcing him to stoop slightly. The evening breeze seeped in through the cracks in the window, and Barnaby caught a whiff of the distinct, beastly stench. This scent seemed to stir a fear deep within his ancient DNA. He didn't dare to examine the creature. He howled, scrambling to his feet and tumbling towards the garage door.
"..." Alice looked towards the corner dimly. Orrick, who had transformed into his true werewolf form, was scratching the back of his head with his furry wolf claws as an apology.
He knew Alice wanted to complete the task alone, but he was too bored, so he wanted to be the atmosphere group.
Barnaby ran to the garage door, not bothering to find the remote. He trembled as he tried to press the button on the side. Si Ling raised an eyebrow, and as he reached for the button, he chanted a spell and covered it with his hand.
This was a spell similar to the "blindfolding" effect, so when Barnaby pressed the doorbell, even though he felt that he pressed it every time and could clearly see the button rising and falling, the door did not move at all.
Alice floated to Si Ling's side. She was a little annoyed by the werewolf and Si Ling's intervention: "Let him out!"
Si Ling immediately withdrew his hand and nodded, "I'm sorry, I thought you wanted to confine him here."
"No." Alice softened her expression and sneered, "I've set up a barrier outside."
Si Ling was stunned, his eyes slightly cold: "When?"
Alice said calmly: "When Orrick was causing trouble."
So fast?
Si Ling held his breath and remained silent.
Orric shouted in dissatisfaction: "How could I be causing trouble? I was seriously trying to scare him!"
This sentence sounded like normal English to Si Ling and Alice, but Barnaby heard the classic wolf howl. He was so scared that his whole body went limp and he continued to press the buttons mindlessly.
The shutter door opened slowly, only to open a very narrow gap, and Barnaby climbed out without hesitation. Si Ling walked straight through the wall, and the sight of the abandoned factory workshop in front of her made her gasp.
It was obvious that this was either the place where Alice was killed or the scene where her body was buried. Considering that Barnaby usually committed crimes in the garage behind him, the latter was more likely.
Barnaby was completely unprepared for this scene. He fell to the ground before he could fully stand up. He looked around in panic, and his SAN value dropped again.
"I won't bother you anymore." Si Ling looked at Alice. "Your barrier is set within my barrier. I don't know if there is any conflict. I'll go take a look around."
Alice seemed not to hear her words. She stared straight at Barnaby, and even Si Ling felt a creepy chill.
Barnaby suddenly felt dizzy and his vision went black. After just three or two seconds, his vision cleared up again, but he found himself in a different place... about 20 or 30 meters away from where he had been before.
He stood there, holding a shovel in his hand. Because his mind was in a trance, he was using the shovel to support himself and trembling. Less than 20 centimeters in front of the shovel... was a rectangular pit.
This happened a long time ago, about 16 or 17 years ago. At that time, Barnaby was still very young. He went to attend his cousin's school open day. He passed by the dance studio and saw Alice dancing ballet.
She was so cute, like a perfect doll, that he couldn't help but approach her to talk to her, but she ran away.
This action hurt Barnaby's sensitive and fragile heart - many girls had done this to him since puberty.
He suddenly felt very annoyed, and the devil's voice appeared in his mind for the first time. He thought of his collection of animal specimens, and wondered for some reason: Why can't I make her into a collection too?
This thought made him stare at Alice from afar, unable to move his eyes for a long time. His irrational greed made him unable to help but imagine where to start the operation and how to preserve the body.
He thought that once all the processes were completed, she would be his most perfect collection, much more beautiful than those animals. He would build her a glass display case, preferably with a constant temperature and humidity, so that he could properly "protect" her.
In the following days, this thought haunted him like a curse, and the animal collections that once fascinated him became boring.
At the same time, there surged the resentment that he had suppressed for many years. He had never been favored by women, and it seemed that he had suddenly found a way out for himself: he could "get" them in another way, and "get" them forever.
He pursued this idea almost madly, and later... there was a small gap between his ideal and reality, as he discovered that making people into collections was far less simple than making animal specimens.
It's not the difference in the production process, but that after these girls go missing, their families will report the case and the police will look for them.
Barnaby suddenly woke up from his sweet dream as if he was poured with a bucket of cold water. After hesitating for a long time, he finally gave up his original plan and took something from them as a "souvenir" instead.
At that time, he had two things to choose from on his first victim, Alice: the ballet shoes on her feet and the music box in her schoolbag, which was a gift from her mother. Barnaby originally wanted to choose the latter because the music box looked more like a souvenir, but the unique girlish smell of the ballet shoes made him unable to give up, so he finally chose the ballet shoes.
Then came the matter of disposing of the body. As a senior programmer at a world-renowned technology company, Barnaby possessed both intelligence and prudence. He chose an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the foggy city, rather than making a hasty decision.
This is the factory now...
To this day, he still remembers many details of the burial.
Suddenly, music started playing. It was the sound of a music box, playing the world-famous "Für Elise" ethereally.
Barnaby turned around abruptly, and the music box suddenly appeared in the open space a few meters away. The lid of the box was open, and the ballet girl doll in the box was spinning mechanically to the music.
Barnaby remembered clearly: there was no puppet in the music box.
No puppets.
No puppets...
SAN value -10%.
"No, no, no, no..." Barnaby was utterly panicked, but driven by his desire to survive, he didn't make another futile escape. Instead, he calmed down. After taking two forced breaths, he strode towards the music box, bent down, picked it up, and smashed it into the ground with all his might.
With a snap, the fragile music box shattered into pieces, and the music of "Für Elise" suddenly stopped. The ballet girl doll rolled far away, still maintaining its original posture.
The disappearance of the background music made the supernatural feeling fade a little. Barnaby breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and began to think about how to leave here.
Behind him, the tiny ballet girl doll remained motionless and gradually grew to the size of an adult.
The heavy fall just now caused tiny black cracks on her face. As her body grew larger, these cracks became black ravines that could not be ignored. Then, she sat up stiffly, her neck twisted 180 degrees, and her round eyes stared straight at Barnaby.
She didn't twist her body, but stood up directly, with her face and back facing Barnaby, a signature smile on her face, and took the mechanical steps unique to a doll, walking towards Barnaby step by step.
If there was a bystander at this time, it would be difficult to understand why Barnaby never looked back, but Barnaby himself was completely unaware that anything was wrong. He thought it was completely normal for him to be concentrating on thinking about how to leave the factory.
until……
"Für Alice" sounded again, starting with the classic prelude that everyone was very familiar with. It was still the ethereal tone of the music box, as if it hit Barnaby's scalp directly, making his scalp numb like an electric shock!
As the SAN value dropped again, Barnaby suddenly turned his head. Before he could see anything clearly, a pair of hands reached out and grabbed his throat with such force that Barnaby fell uncontrollably on his back!
Outside the barrier, Ulric was stunned. "The SAN value is still 50%. With Alice's strength, the probability of successfully killing her is less than 1%. How dare you take such a gamble?!"
However, they soon discovered something was amiss. The puppet conjured by Alice's magic had gripped Barnaby's neck tightly. The attack, which theoretically shouldn't have caused serious damage, had left him unable to struggle. His eyeballs were bulging from the pinch, streaks of red blood streaking across the whites of his eyes. He opened his mouth wide, trying to suck in air, but to no avail.
He kicked his legs hard, struggling in vain, but this struggle soon came to an end. The strength of his kicks became weaker and weaker, and the frequency decreased rapidly. In the end, only his left foot twitched twice, and the whole person could no longer move.
...Strangled to death?
The illogical result shocked and confused the werewolves. Then, with a loud bang, the ballet doll exploded into countless pieces in all directions. A black and green smoke emerged from the place where the doll had been before, and it was accompanied by a strong wind, quickly forming a tornado.
The illusion of the factory disappeared in the strong wind. In Barnaby's yard, the grass, leaves, and gravel were all blown up, and the werewolves squinted their eyes and raised their hands to cover themselves.
Orik suddenly exclaimed: "Look!"
Fenric and Ulric looked at the same time. The dark green vortex had expanded to more than three meters high, and the shape of a human face appeared at the top of the tornado.
It was Alice's face.
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