CHAPTER 1

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The gray sky is dripping with drizzle, like the spring weather, but I am carrying my father's hand on a street that doesn't belong to this season. There are very few people, and the most striking is that On the side of the road, a young woman with a disheveled and sloppy, dying, she stared straight at us with the godless gray eyes. In her eyes, nothing but death, Dad stopped and stood. In front of the woman, the sadness of the face, shaking her head and saying nothing, took me to go forward, the gray wind rolled up waste paper and dead leaves swept in front of my eyes.

"Dad, I have something to do. I will come back soon after I go out." When I got home and just sat down, I hurriedly said.

"The weather is not very good outside, add clothes!" Dad went home in the kitchen and was busy cleaning the vegetables and meat we just bought, because Dad got the bonus today, so I prepared to make a table rich. Dinner to celebrate.

"Know it!" I promised to walk into the bedroom and take a black cloak from the closet. The cloak is my favorite dress because it can both shelter the wind and rain. As for black? I think it is the color of the night, the color of the night, the beautiful color.

I put on the long cloak of the mopping floor, untied the gold and silver ring on my arm, left the bedroom, and left home.

On the gray street, a black shadow flashed, and finally stopped in front of the woman who had only one breath. It turned out to be a girl wearing a long night cloak. She saw her body down and said to the woman: "I can give You don't die, but at the cost, you have to pay for your soul." The woman blinked at the little girl slightly, so she saw the little girl put her head close to the woman's neck and revealed a pair of sharp points. The tooth, biting down, but the woman's face was full of happy expressions, and soon the little girl put away her fangs and then used her pointed long nails to draw a deep stroke on her arm. The mouth, the blood of sin swiftly popped out of the mouth, and dripped into her mouth. As she inhales bit by bit, the god of death is getting farther and farther away from her. This strange scene is the one in the corner. The night man completely paid attention. After seeing the woman recovering, the little girl left. With the disappearance of the back, a faint word came: "Treasure the lives of others as your own." Then the woman climbed To go, so he is gone, leaving only the wind, it is rolled up leaves and dirt, add a hint of color to this colorless street, though it's just gray.

"Liesel, it's not too late to eat breakfast." Dad shouted downstairs.

"I know, I will come right away." After I finished the grooming, I grabbed the bag and rushed to the building. For me, it is the happiest thing to call me every morning for breakfast. It can be said that I am waiting for this moment almost every morning.

"Today is bread and milk, your favorite." Dad said to me while looking at the newspaper.

"Dad, why don't you eat?" I asked, looking at the daddy who was staring at the newspaper.

"There is a very strange report on this." Dad still stared at the top left corner of the newspaper.

"What's strange?" I asked as I ate.

"It is said that there was a certain killing in a village called Wai Village." Dad described it.

"The murder is happening every day, is there anything weird?" I don't think so.

"But this said that the deceased seems to have been smothered by what animal." The more I talked, the more I felt unbelievable.

"Someone saw it?" I suddenly remembered something.

"No." Dad shook his head helplessly.

"How come you know that it was sucked by animals and died?" I questioned.

"The report said that there were four neat little holes in the neck of the deceased. The person concerned suspected that it was caused by the teeth of some kind of animal." Dad kept repeating the words in the newspaper.

"Vampire!" I said, drinking the milk in the cup.

"Vampire? Jinger, are you watching too many movies? Listen to Dad and say that there is no vampire in this world." Dad came up with a parent to educate me.

"Oh, I know." I have no rebuttal, and I don't need to refute it.

"However, this animal is terrible, no different from a vampire. I don't know what happened at the time." Dad lamented that he couldn't imagine what happened at the time, but I can, I can clearly imagine that it happened in that village. Every scene, clearly heard every voice coming from there.

The night came, in a remote village, in a light-lit room, the laughter of the extravagant indulgence of men and women, but suddenly heard a scream that pierced the sky, then The whole village has become silent. This is a terrible silence that does not belong to this world, just like the silence when entering the cemetery at midnight, but it is also a kind of silence that I like, it makes me feel comfortable and feels safe. I feel that I am there.

The villagers rushed out of their houses and walked in the direction of the scream.

"Ah" is another scream. The difference is that it is from the group of villagers. It is not just a scream, but a scream of countless voices, what they saw and what made them so fearful. Some of them reported the police, the police came, dispersed the villagers, took away the body, closed the scene, just like everything has passed, silently gone, everyone left, only the kind I like the quiet, there is no trace of quiet.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 01, 2019 ⏰

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