In the early morning, Wilson returned to work. Barbara repeatedly told Joey to have a good rest before going out. She was like a little adult, acting as a parent.
The telegraph machine in the room made a beeping sound, and Joey was slightly surprised when he heard it.
"The magic of high latitudes makes technology stagnate."
This oldest method of communication once only existed in movies and TV series, and Joey was a little more curious.
Above the telegram transmission is a line:
"I'm waiting for you at No. 3 Levitt Street." The signature reads 'Ruger Giles'
He was silent for a long time looking at the name, and finally decided to go there.
The retro European and American architecture gave him the feeling of being in an exotic place. Everywhere on the street aroused curiosity.
He stretched out his hand to hail a carriage, looked at the horses with long horns, and secretly admired the strangeness of the means of transportation.
Two horses dragged a small box-shaped house behind them. They opened the door and got in. There were only two seats inside, but the space was quite spacious. People could sleep on their sides inside.
In a way, this is very similar to self-driving cars.
After looking around, I didn't see the driver. It should be some kind of magic control terminal.
The scenery outside the carriage flew past, and as the destination approached, an inexplicable sense of tension suddenly sounded.
On the carriage, the radio was playing quiet music. After passing through a bridge tunnel, Joey, who was enjoying the music, had a sudden heartbeat.
Outside the car window, I don’t know when it turned into darkness.
You know, when you go out early in the morning, the sun has just risen, and it only takes two minutes. This situation is impossible to happen.
The radio seemed to be interfered by some kind of magnetic field, making a harsh 'hissing' sound.
Joey pressed the stop button and tried to get out of the car. The carriage was going faster and faster, and he could even see that the scenery outside the window turned into lines.
At this time, the "sizzling" sound of electricity on the radio turned into intermittent human voices.
After a while, Joey finally heard what was said.
'Don't go, don't go, leave! Get out of there! Don't come to me~'
Joey felt more and more uneasy. Starting from that telegram, everything was weird, as if there was some unknown force pulling him to do things.
squeak!
The car stopped, and the closed door opened automatically. Looking at the carriage speeding away, a sense of unreality spread, especially the blood-red moon above my head.
It is as red as blood, and when you look at it, you will feel like you are being spied on. The red moonlight illuminates everything around you, making it eerie and strange.
3 Levitt Street.
Joey opened the door and called softly.
"Ruger~Ruger"
There was only a flickering gas lamp in the dark alleyway.
The blood-red moonlight shone in from the window at the end of the aisle.
It was like a pair of eyes from the abyss watching him.
"Help me, help me!"
"No, no! Don't come over."
"Didn't I tell you to leave?"
"Come here quickly, come in!"
Ruger's voice echoed deep in the corridor, sometimes crazy, sometimes tactful, contradictory.
Joey just had the idea of escape, but his body seemed to be summoned by some kind of summons, and he stepped forward uncontrollably.
"Come closer, come closer"
Ruger's voice was full of confusion.
"Um!"
Joey bit the tip of his tongue, trying to use the pain to break free from the control.
The feeling he imagined did not come to him, and he could not feel any pain.
"Don't stop, we are waiting for you!"
Ruger's voice grew increasingly irritable.
Joey waved his arms and grasped everything he could reach.
The upper body and legs are like two independent entities, and the legs move forward uncontrollably.
It was a tug-of-war, a tug-of-war, with his nails digging into his flesh and blood flowing out, but he couldn't feel the slightest pain. He endured the tearing sensation in his body and crawled out of the corridor and alleyway little by little.
The strength in his body seemed to be drained out of him in an instant. He was sweating profusely and turned around to look behind him with lingering fear.
"Come back, come back! How can you leave? How dare you leave?"
"Eat him, eat him!"
Luger's voice became very strange. It contained not only male voices, but also mixed with the voices of women and children.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Joey noticed that the red color around him became more and more vivid.
He raised his head slightly and froze on the spot.
A red moon is approaching.
It is so huge and so bright that you can even see the outlines and ravines on the moon.
"The moon is so beautiful!"
He murmured, looking dazed, his eyes dull, but the expression on his face showed unparalleled joy.
Si~
There was a sudden sharp pain in my chest.
Joey came out of his trance and looked up again. There was no moon. There was a huge eyeball hanging in the sky.
His blood-red eyes were moving around, seemingly looking for something.
The pedestrians on the street didn't seem to notice all this, and they continued to walk alone.
Joey lowered his head pretending to be nonchalant, blending into the crowd. After turning a street, he stopped a carriage and drove home.
Along the way, he nervously looked outside through the window.
Except for the big eyeball on the top of his head, everything seemed normal.
He is getting redder and redder, and the red light is imprinted on the faces of passers-by, and their expressions show a kind of joy and enjoyment.
What happened? Is this some kind of evil ritual?
No, that's not right. In the land ruled by the Seven Gods, the church will never allow such heresy to appear.
Joey couldn't figure out what went wrong.
Escape, you must escape quickly.
He hurriedly got out of the car and rushed home, calling his sister's name loudly.
"Barbara, where are you?"
The room was pitch dark, and through the red light outside the window, only a busy figure in the kitchen could be seen.
'Dong dong'
The kitchen knife tapped the chopping board rhythmically.
Barbara's figure under the red light had her head lowered and her face could not be seen clearly.
"Joy, did you see the ribs I bought this morning?"
'Dong dong'
"Barbara, come here, get out of there"
The red light made him feel uncomfortable.
The moonlight coming through the window became increasingly bright red.
The gas lamp flickered on and off.
More and more red light seeped in, first in the kitchen, and then gradually spread to the living room.
This sign made Joey realize that something was abnormal, his heartbeat rose sharply, an indescribable feeling of suffocation gripped his throat, and fear spread. It was a call from the depths of his soul, a bond that he could not break free from.
"Damn it!"
He gritted his teeth and covered his eyes to prevent himself from looking at the red light. Relying on his familiarity with the furniture, he quickly rushed to the kitchen.
"Come with me!"
He wanted to grab Barbara, but he stretched out his hand but it was in vain, and he only caught an empty sleeve.
The closed eyes opened slightly, and what came into view was Barbara's bloodless face. She bared her teeth and showed a charming smile.
"Did you see the ribs I bought this morning?"
Boom!
The kitchen knife in her hand was tapping rhythmically.
On the chopping board was a bloody arm.
Joey's eyes widened for a moment, he backed away and ran away without hesitation.
The moment he opened the door, he froze on the spot.
The blood-red moon rose sharply in the eyes, and the eyes were involuntarily attracted. The moon reflected in the pupils gradually twisted and transformed into an eyeball.
He stretched out countless tentacles to bind Joey.
The blood-red eyeballs stared at him, as if they wanted to penetrate into his body through the eyes.
Joey felt like his sanity was crumbling.
The impact of material collision made his body feel like it was being torn apart.
That is not physical pain, but a feeling from the deepest part of the soul.
An evil, powerful, and indescribable thing was trying to get into his body.
Si~
A heartbreaking pain in his chest woke Joey up again, this time more intense than the last time.
It was like a bullet piercing his chest, and the suffocating feeling of cardiac arrest made him lose all consciousness for a moment.
In the daze, a familiar voice came to my ears.
"Joy, Joey! Wake up!"
His body felt like it was stuck in a quagmire, and he could only struggle desperately, trying to open his eyes, but he couldn't muster any strength.
Joey could feel the presence of his body, but could not control his body to make corresponding movements.
There was a sudden cold feeling on his forehead, and Joey suddenly opened his eyes.
Like a drowning man breathing fresh air again, he gasped for air and his whole body was covered in sweat.
Barbara's cold little hand touched his forehead. Wilson was anxiously turning around in circles. When he saw Joey waking up, a smile suddenly appeared on his determined face.
Didn't Wilson and Barbara go out early in the morning?
Joey looked at the two of them. For a moment, he still didn't understand what was going on?
Turning around, there was golden sunlight outside the window, dazzling and warm.
The confusion of time at this moment made it difficult for him to distinguish between reality and illusion.
"What's the time now?"
When he opened his mouth to speak, he realized that his voice was dry and hoarse, like a duck pinching its throat.
Wilson quickly ran into the kitchen to get a glass of water and handed it to Joey.
Barbara looked at him suspiciously and asked worriedly: "It's 6 o'clock in the morning, Joey, what's wrong with you?"
"6 o'clock?" Am I dreaming?
After drinking a glass of water, he asked uncertainly: "Have I never left the house?"
Wilson raised his voice and said with a grin:
"Joy, you are 23 years old, why are you still acting like a child, having nightmares and yelling?"
He pointed at himself: "Did I yell?"
"Yeah, what do you mean, run away, run away~ Anyway, there are a lot of them, and I didn't hear them clearly."
Wilson didn't know that Joey had been missing for half a month. He just thought he was having a nightmare and licked his face and laughed.
Looking at Barbara's worried eyes, Joey smiled:
"What's wrong? I forgot last time, you pooped in your pants pockets."
Wilson, a tall man of over 1.9 meters, suddenly blushed.
He reached out and lifted Joey up from the bed, strangled his neck, and gave him a loving hug.
"Barbara, let me tell you, last time Wilson~~~~"
Before he finished speaking, Wilson covered his mouth, and the two hugged each other and fought.
"You promised to keep it a secret, you big mouth!"
Barbara covered her head and looked at her two mentally retarded brothers speechlessly.
"Two people who are almost 50 years old together still fight like children. How childish!"
"Did you hear that, Barbara said you are old?" Wilson pressed Joey underneath.
Joey also refused to admit defeat and grabbed Wilson's hair.
"Get started! You 30-year-old bachelor"
. . .
The originally dull atmosphere was diverted by Joey's fight.
At noon, Wilson has to go back to the factory. When the mine is busy, he has one day off every two weeks, usually one day a week.
Barbara is also preparing to go out to sell handmade products.
Before leaving the house, she raised her little head and warned in a very uneasy tone:
"There is prepared food in the kitchen. You can heat it up if you are hungry. Remember to turn off the gas and do not go out. The doctor said you need to rest."
"Also, don't forget to collect your clothes."
"You don't need to wash the dishes and chopsticks. Wait until I come back in the evening."
"besides...."
Looking at his sister who kept nagging, Joey hurriedly said:
"Okay, Mom, I promise not to run around."
Barbara blushed and took a sip.
"Bah! I don't want an unfilial son like you!"
Today, Barbara wore a simple outfit that looked old, but was very clean.
Of the three siblings, Joey has the most clothes. In Barbara’s words:
"You are the face of our family, the only college student on Bauhinia Street, you can't be shabby."
What little girl doesn't love beauty? She doesn't even have a decent skirt.
"Hey! I had 996,007 in my last life. I didn't expect that when I get here, I still have to worry about money."
It doesn't matter if I am there, but not Wilson and Barbara.
Although the job in the mining factory is very high-paying, the risk factor is also high. If it were not for the purpose of supporting Joey to go to college, most people would not choose to work there.
And Barbara, for whom a dowry must be prepared.
No, what am I thinking? How can my sister get married?
She should be sent to an aristocratic school to become a well-educated lady. By then, she will no longer be venomous at her brother.
After seeing off his brother and sister, Joey's face suddenly fell.
Return to the room, open the drawer, and take out the title page 0-013 tucked in the book.
Before the words on 0-013 appeared completely, he wrapped him with his spirituality and entered the gray mist.
Swish, brush, brush~
The sound of a pen writing words sounded quickly.
On the title page is a dancing little man, and there is a line of words below.
"Oh, my great master, I return to your embrace, soldier Azrael, salute you, ah! What a wonderful breath it is, I feel like I am going to fly"
Sometimes, Joey felt that this guy was quite talkative, but fortunately he didn’t have a mouth, otherwise he might light a fire and burn him.
"Oh no! Master Yin, you can't do that. I will always be your most loyal servant. You can't burn me."
"Are you capturing my mind?"
"I'm sorry, it was instinctive. Actually, I didn't want to do that."
The gray mist enveloped Joey's spirit body, blocking out everything extraordinary.
"Oh! I'm sorry that I can't listen to you, soldier Azrael, salute!"
On the title page, the villain lowered his head dejectedly and raised his hands in a salute of attention.
Sure enough, here, 0-013's authority can be greatly enhanced, but it will still be suppressed by the gray fog.
"Tell me, what happened to me before?"
