Rainy night.
Thunder and lightning.
The wooden house in the dark night was like a small boat in the heavy rain, and it was crumbling at the moment.
The strong wind passed through the gap in the dark room, and the cold was biting. The rain dripped along the old beams and spread into the house, getting more intense.
On the straw mat bed in the bedroom of the wooden house, amidst the noisy rain, if you listen carefully, you can hear a faint shivering sound.
"Sister...I'm...cold..."
One large and one small, the two children, whose combined age may not be more than ten years old, are tightly together at the moment, curled up in a corner of the bed.
That's the only place where rainwater can't leak.
But despite this, the quilt covering them became increasingly damp. The two of them could escape the rain falling from the roof, but they could not escape the raindrops blown by the wind.
The temperature inside the house was getting colder and colder, and the damp bedding made the situation worse.
The elder sister tried to hold her younger brother tightly in her arms and use their body temperatures to keep each other warm, but the effect was not obvious. She could feel her younger brother's body shaking even more.
It's also possible that her own body was shaking as well.
This cannot go on.
The sister pursed her lips and gritted her teeth. She pulled her brother and quickly got off the bed. The two of them ran towards another bedroom in the house.
After quietly opening the door, my sister breathed a sigh of relief.
No one was inside.
Sure enough, their gambling and alcoholic father never came back.
The reason why I came here was because there was the only brazier in the house. My sister found matches from the drawer. The matches were damp and difficult to light. In addition, her fingers were cold and stiff from the cold.
After trying several times, my sister finally lit the brazier.
For a moment.
The red firelight lit up and swayed in the dark room.
"So...so warm...sister."
"It's the fire... Lord Vulcan, is he here to help us...?"
"I'm so sleepy, sister..."
The little brother in her arms was close to her chest, and she could hear the sound of sleep, and her sister also started to take a nap. The constant heat from the brazier drove away the cold, and the precious warmth also made her fall asleep quickly.
But it's a pity.
This beauty did not last long.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A sudden knock on the door woke her sister up.
"Open the door! Open the door quickly! Vivian!" The father's irritable shout outside the house even drowned out the sound of the rain. There was a lot of panic in his voice, as if someone was chasing him from behind.
Oh no.
Not as if.
Boom!
Vivian just left the bed and came to the door of the house. When she was about to open the door, the small wooden door was kicked open.
Immediately afterwards, his father's bruised and swollen body was also kicked in.
"Run, run! If you don't pay the money you owe tonight, I will burn your house down! Money, bring the money!" A villager in a raincoat stood at the door. He had a ferocious face and was pulling his neck. He yelled at his father who fell to the ground.
Even in the heavy rain, Vivian could still vaguely make out the other person's face.
That's the bully in the village, Gilbert.
Maybe it was Vivian's gaze that made Gibbert realize that there was someone else in the house, or maybe it was his brother who was also woken up and found that his sister was not there, so he got out of bed to look for his brother.
In short, looking at the two children, one large and one small, the strong villager showed a wicked smile on his face.
"You can't come up with the money, right? Then let your children come over to pay off your debts!"
Gibbert said with a sinister smile as he took a big step and rushed into the house. He picked up his younger brother who was still sleepy in one hand and didn't know what happened.
"Let go! Let Andy go!" Vivian screamed and tore at Gibbert's clothes when she saw her brother was caught.
But how could she, a thin little girl, be as good as an adult man? Not only did Vivian fail to bring her brother back, but she herself was forcibly dragged away from home by Gibbert.
In the chaos and darkness, the girl in desperation touched a sharp object hanging by the door.
That's what she used to cut the grass...
sickle.
Although the edge of the knife has long been rusty and no longer sharp when it is blunt, it is still more than enough to cut a person's skin.
After all...the human body is so fragile.
As long as there is a weapon, even a little girl in her early teens can kill an adult.
Tick tock...
Tick tock tick...
The chaos stopped, and the only sound of rain returned to the dark night, but this time the rain left on Vivian's body turned blood red.
"Sister...sister...sister..."
"Vivian, you...you!"
Click!
Lightning flashed across the late night sky, and in a flash of daylight, the images that flashed were of the sluggish brother, the frightened father, and the silent girl.
There was also the blood-stained sickle in the girl's hand, and Gilbert lying in a large pool of blood at her feet.
"Ah..."
"Hehehe..."
"What a useless old loser..."
The girl raised her head. It was obviously a familiar face and a familiar voice, but Anru, Vivian's father, rolled back to the corner like a monster.
"Vivian...Vivian, you...what's wrong with you! No, no, you...you are not Vivian, you...who the hell are you!"
Unruh looked at his daughter in fear.
Another daughter who is a complete stranger.
"You bitch, do you want to die?" The sickle still dripping with blood was placed on Anru's neck. Vivian, whose face was covered in blood, looked at "her" father with cold eyes.
"If you don't want to die, just move Gibbert's body to the top of the mountain, push it down the cliff, and then... forget what happened tonight, and don't tell anyone about it. Do you understand?"
"Remember, because of the heavy rain, Gilbert accidentally slipped and fell from the cliff. He died without any body parts. He was divided up by wild beasts in the morning, and the debt you incurred from gambling was lucky enough to escape. No one will chase you anymore. .”
"Okay... okay! I, I'm going to move right now!" Anlu trembled, not knowing whether it was because of fear or excitement that he cleared the debt out of thin air.
After Anruh left with Gibbert's body, the cabin returned to its original state, with only the two siblings left.
Vivian threw the sickle down and let the heavy rain wash away the blood on it. Then she looked at Andy, who seemed to have not recovered yet, and was dumbfounded in place. The girl frowned.
"Humph, another little loser."
"Why are you still standing there, Andy, come here!"
"You..." Looking at his sister who was a complete stranger, the young Andy was about to retreat subconsciously, but unexpectedly he tripped and hit the brazier on the ground. He was about to fall towards the brazier.
"Idiot!" Vivian's expression changed, and she cursed angrily, but her body burst out with power that was incompatible with her thin physique.
She threw herself at Andy, and the two of them successfully avoided the brazier at the cost of rolling around on the ground.
"Does it hurt?" Vivian, who was squatting half-crouched, opened her brother's clothes and simply treated Andy's wounds from being pulled by Gibber and just falling.
"Wuwu...sister...wuwuwu...I'm so scared..." At this moment, Andy seemed to have found the familiar figure of his sister in Vivian again, and the little boy threw himself into the girl's arms. cried loudly.
"Cry! Just cry! Andy, remember, you are a man. You can't wait for others to protect you in the future. It is up to you to protect others, especially your sister. Do you understand?"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.
"Okay! Stop crying, help me quickly, your other sister is coming back, remember to carry her to the bed!"
Just when Andy looked confused and couldn't understand what his sister was saying.
I saw the girl who had been standing upright just now, but suddenly her vision went dark and she fell unconscious on the ground.
"elder sister!"
"Sister, what's wrong with you!"
"elder sister..."
...
...
"Vivian?"
"Vivian, what's wrong with you?"
"Vivian!"
The Dreadclaw Forest.
A strange call came from my ears. No, it seemed that it was not a sound, but some kind of feeling coming from deep inside.
Consciousness is awakened.
Vivian opened her eyes.
What she could see was a large splatter of blood and a headless corpse kneeling not far in front of her.
"Ah..."
"Hehehe..."
"This coward...does he want me to clean up the mess again?"
