Time goes back to that night.
The unruly detective Solomon, because of his drunkenness, did not know that not far behind him, a young man wearing a mask from the "Intellectual World" followed him into the theater.
He didn't even know how excited the young man named Dutton Longman was at this moment!
Solomon discovered a way into the theater by accident...
But Longman tried countless times before entering this theater.
As a new screenwriter, he needs this special experience so much.
His heartbeat was like a drum, and he followed the fat gentleman in front of him, who was staggering and smelling of alcohol, into the performance hall...
An hour later, the play performed on the stage deeply shocked Darden Longman.
He had never dared to imagine that the script of a musical could be so unbridled and wild.
Watching the story transition from a smooth transition to the final scene of a river of blood, it was like watching an elegant gentleman transform into a bloodthirsty werewolf under the blood-red moon...
Boom!
At that time, Longman felt his heartbeat was strange.
Then, he noticed that there seemed to be a power on the stage that wanted to disintegrate his sanity and cause bad effects in the depths of his soul...
Longman clenched his pen tightly, condensing his spiritual essence, and finally got through that weird feeling.
Until the actors took their final call, the curtain came down, and until the stunned audience slowly walked out of the theater, Longman felt a little dizzy...
After walking out of the theater, he was woken up by the cold wind...
It felt like I was having a scarlet, weird dream.
Standing in front of Sean and Moonlight, Longman continued to tell: "Later I discovered that the drama affected me."
"What kind of impact is it?"
"Well...it was hard for me to concentrate when I was writing the script.
"Once I start imagining, the scene of the blood-red wedding will appear in my mind, making me want to go crazy..."
Sean knew that as a Jack-level Longman, his subconscious was still affected.
“I discovered to my horror that I could no longer write.
"Actually, between exploration and daily life, I am a person who pays more attention to daily life."
"Due to the impact of that drama, and considering that continuing my career in exploration may cause me to be unable to make a living in real life, after much thought, I finally chose to retire."
Not everyone is suited to the occult world. Sean understands Longman’s choice.
"After retiring, I went to see a psychiatrist and rested for more than half a year before I got out of that hazy state..."
After all, he was once a trained soul, and Longman could rely on ordinary treatments to heal his subconscious.
Other viewers were not so lucky...
For example, Miss Maggie Johnson, if she had not met Mr. Jung, she would still be living with subconscious trauma.
"I understand. Your choice is wise." Sean said, "Now, I only have one question -
"How did you get into that theater?"
When Sean and Yueguang heard what Longwen said, they both felt like they were laughing.
It turns out that the method is so simple.
Moreover, Sean should have thought of it earlier.
At the end, seeing that Longman seemed to be a little uncomfortable with the cold, Sean was already planning to leave.
Unexpectedly, the young screenwriter actually stopped two Queen-level explorers.
"You two, what I want to say is...
"Whatever is hiding in the background of that drama...
“I can feel that it will be a bloody and terrifying secret like the play itself.
"You have great strength..." Longwen's nose turned red and his eyes twinkled, "But don't underestimate the existence behind the stage."
"I will."
Sean and Yueguang looked at each other, and in order to express their respect, they made a face-to-face salute to the person without a mask in front of them: "God prefers explorers - and we will follow God's will and protect you every night."
This is the oath that the seekers tell ordinary people.
Seeing his two former colleagues holding up his mask with three fingers, Dutton Longman also raised his hand out of habit.
Realizing that he was far away from that world, he lowered his hands and bowed slightly.
When he raised his head again, the fog in front of his eyes cleared, and there was only a crescent moon hanging high.
Behind him, the lights flickered, and the neighbor's dog seemed to have fallen asleep...
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When the lights gradually went out, a slightly tired Sean returned home.
For some reason, Aaliyah, whose short and medium hair was carefully styled, looked energetic tonight. She took Sean's coat thoughtfully and hung it properly on the coat rack.
"Sean, you got two letters!"
No longer having to hide from the Judas Ring, Sean has started using his own address as his email address.
"Welcome home - tea or hot water?" Olivia asked, knowing that Sean didn't drink coffee at night.
"Tea. Thank you, Olivia." Sean walked into the living room and looked at the envelope.
The first letter was from my father, William G. Dickinson, who was far away in Greene.
Seeing his signature, just like seeing that stubborn face, Sean pinched the bridge of his nose irritably.
The second letter is from the New Testament Horror Stories editorial office.
Sitting on the sofa, Sean opened his father's letter with a letter opener and read it quickly with a frown.
When he raised his eyes, he saw his sister holding a cup of hot chocolate and looking at him with a smile on her face.
"why are you laughing?"
The small fingers heated by the warm cup wall touched Sean's eyebrows.
Only then did Sean realize that his brows were wrinkled into a knot.
He slightly raised his eyebrows in a self-deprecating manner: when reading letters from his father, he was always a little irritable unconsciously.
"Dad, what did he say?" Taking the tea cup for Olivia, Aaliyah placed the hot black tea in front of Sean.
The stubborn William Dickinson was accustomed to communicating by letter and refused to use the more convenient but too concise telegraph.
Therefore, after retrieving Aaliyah, Sean wrote a letter on the return boat to report that he was safe, and asked Aaliyah to write a paragraph as well.
“He blamed me for not taking you directly back to Green, causing my grandparents and him to worry.
“To say I didn’t handle things thoughtfully and thoughtfully.
“To say that we, brother and sister, will only make him worry.
"If I don't go back, my job at Lion's Roar Newspaper will be lost.
"Ask me why I'm not married yet and what my plans are..."
Sean opened the letter irritably, as if he could hear William's words floating out of the letter...
Aaliyah, who was "gloating at the misfortune", shrank her little feet and went to the sofa chair. She was wrapped in a thick blanket and holding a cup of chocolate. She looked very comfortable: "Sean, don't be upset - dad cares about you too..."
Olivia sat aside and stared at Sean quietly.
"I don't think he cares about me." Sean folded the letter and stuffed it back into the envelope, "He's just venting his anxiety.
"Just like I did before - in order not to make myself anxious, I will send you back to Green's hometown without asking.
"Then I also 'care' about you."
Seeing Sean's depressed look, Aaliyah covered her mouth and laughed: "Fortunately, I'm not the eldest son, so I don't have to listen to my father's nagging."
Aaliyah was pampered from an early age and rarely bore the direct fire of blame.
After receiving William's letter, it was impossible to ignore it.
Sean must write a reply to explain that he wants to take Aaliyah to live in the New Testament "temporarily".
Just thinking about this made Sean frown again in pain.
Seeing Aaliyah who was smiling evilly, Sean's eyes moved slightly and asked: "Aaliyah, are you my good sister?"
"Of course..." Aaliyah blurted out without thinking, suddenly realizing that there was something wrong with Sean's question, she quickly added, "That depends on the situation...
"If you plan to sell me, then... it's definitely not the case." As if she found out what Sean was up to, Aaliyah put down the big mug and sat up straight.
"I won't sell you if I don't sell you." Instead, Sean laughed, "You don't have a few kilograms of meat, so you can't afford to sell it for a lot of money.
"That is, I have to reply to my father's letter. Then, I made it clear in the letter - it was you who 'stubbornly' asked to stay in the New Testament, and I had no choice but to 'endure the pain' and agree In response to your 'unreasonable' request, please ask your father to 'understand'. If you have anything to express, please ask him to write you a letter full of 'concern' directly..."
Aaliyah opened her mouth slightly: “Xiao…Shaun!
Since it was indeed her request, Aaliyah, who was quite unreasonable, thought for a long time and didn't know how to blame her, so she had to blurt out: "You, your brother, are so irresponsible!"
Sean smiled even more happily: "Yes, it's just so irresponsible~"
Aaliyah, who had been hiding under Sean's target and enjoying herself, suddenly realized that she was going to be scolded!
She pursed her lips in feigned grievance, as if she was about to cry.
But because he didn't have the skills to be an actor, he couldn't hold back his tears for a long time: "Brother...are you really so cruel that you want dad to scold me?"
Sean nodded.
"Ah...!" Aaliyah covered herself with a big blanket like a hedgehog, "It's over, William's letter is no joke! It may cause mental harm!..."
Thinking that the person who was going to read the letter next and frown was Aaliyah, Sean relaxed and even crossed his legs and took a sip of black tea.
Olivia sat on the side, her red eyes with light gold in them, like a holy lake.
Although she didn't say it out loud, she really liked being with Sean and Aaliyah like this.
"This is what it feels like to be a family..."
Looking at Aaliyah who was wrapped in a ball, Sean smiled at Olivia.
Olivia Feng Chime pursed her lips and laughed too.
