American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

Beside the Cauldron Lake, at a certain cabin.

Rumble!

The rain poured down, and thunder rumbled.

The "Alan Wake" who appeared today, and this rainstorm, seemed like a harbinger, foreshadowing that the upcoming actions would not be peaceful.

"Constantine, this is some intelligence that S.H.I.E.L.D. has investigated..."

Sitting at the table by the window, Grant Ward took out a file bag and removed the materials and photos inside.

Across the table, Constantine put down the red wine in his hand and lazily looked at the photos.

These photos were varied, with crows flying all over the sky, a plane crashing near the town, and inexplicably collapsed house wreckage...

"What's this?"

Constantine paused his gaze on a black and white photo, pointing to a building on it and asked.

"Oh... this is a cabin on the island in the middle of the lake.

Forty years ago, it sank to the bottom of the lake along with a poet."

After explaining, Grant pushed another photo in front of Constantine.

"This is what our satellite captured 10 days ago..."

The two photos were placed side by side, one in black and white from a long time ago, and the other full of the atmosphere of this era.

"Was this new cabin built by the locals?"

Although the colors were different and the eras of the photos were different, Constantine didn't see any difference in the cabins above.

But Grant's answer denied this guess.

"Since the cabin sank to the bottom of the lake 40 years ago, the locals have not built any buildings on it."

"Then what is this cabin?"

"No one knows, it's as if it suddenly appeared overnight.

After our agents confirmed that Alan Wake had disappeared a few days ago, the newly appeared cabin also disappeared.

Well, to be honest, I'm not sure what's going on with the 'Alan Wake' who appeared today.

In short, after we talked with the locals, we found that they themselves were surprised by the cabin, and seemed strange as to why they didn't have a trace of curiosity during that time."

"So, your conclusion is..."

After listening to the other party's words, Constantine lit a cigarette for himself.

"Yes, after careful analysis by S.H.I.E.L.D. experts, they judged that there is some kind of supernatural power in this town called Bright Falls.

It can not only interfere with human thinking, but also materialize things that did not exist in the past, just like... Loki!"

"Loki?"

Constantine leaned back abruptly, feeling a little uneasy.

"Listen, I don't want to deal with that kind of troublesome guy. If that kind of willful ability is used for evil, it won't take even a second to destroy a city!"

"It shouldn't have Loki's level of interference yet. According to our judgment, this supernatural power entrenched in the town seems to only be able to shroud this town."

After explaining, Grant put a manuscript in front of Constantine and said solemnly.

"This is the real reason we invited you here!"

"Oh?"

Looking at the manuscript, Constantine suddenly became interested. His eyes quickly scanned the words, and soon, he paused on the last sentence of the manuscript.

"Getting out of the car, Hellblazer John Constantine and Grant Ward, who has become his assistant, stand in the drizzling rain, watching Bright Falls in the distance..."

Narrowing his eyes, Constantine asked suspiciously: "What is this? Fan fiction with our names on it?"

Shrugging, Grant had a wry smile on his face.

"Believe me, we also want to know the answer to this question. It is precisely because of this strange manuscript that we decided to invite Mr. Constantine over!"

"What is its function?"

"A certain predictive ability? We've tried sulfuric acid and fire, and neither can destroy this manuscript. We even suspect that there are other manuscripts in this town."

Boom!

A cluster of magical flames burst out in Constantine's hand. The manuscript was in the flames, without even a trace of catching fire.

"Indeed peculiar. Was this thing also obtained from this town?"

Constantine asked after extinguishing the flames on his hand.

"Yes, an investigator's accidental gain."

Without going into specific details, Grant spoke vaguely. This simple manuscript attracted the attention of Hydra. After their investigation, the content on the manuscript will definitely appear in reality, just like a prediction.

Some people even speculated that if all the manuscripts were collected, they might be able to obtain the power to predict the future.

And Hydra showed great interest. In addition to the one shown in front of them, they have successively collected multiple manuscripts, and even several teams are stationed near the town, ready to break in at any time.

When necessary, everything in the town can be "controlled".

"This manuscript is obviously more than just one. I am becoming more and more interested in the content of its next story."

Smiling, Constantine stood up from the chair. The faces of Alice and Alan Wake flashed in his mind. The performance of these two people was particularly obvious. One seemed to know them a long time ago, and the other revealed his identity at first sight.

Supernatural power, a town, a disappearing cabin, a strange manuscript, "Alan Wake"... Clues flashed through his mind, and Constantine barely strung them together, but still needed some verification.

He found an umbrella in the house, opened the door and looked at the lake in the distance. There, at the location of the island in the middle of the lake, yellow lights were shining from a certain building.

"Grant, are you really sure that the cabin on the island in the middle of the lake is no longer there?"

"Yes, our satellite photos can prove this!"

"One hundred percent sure?"

"That's right, Constantine."

"Heh heh... then this is interesting!"

Facing the heavy rain, Constantine smiled playfully, opened his umbrella and stepped into the rain.

He is now becoming more and more curious about everything that is happening in Bright Falls.

Tap tap tap.

Behind him, Grant put away the documents on the table and rushed out of the house in a hurry.

The lights in the distance made him stop. That magical cabin appeared again after Alan Wake!

He held up an umbrella, stepped on the muddy path, and ran forward while shouting: "Constantine, wait for me!"

......

Rumble!

The thunder in the sky became louder and louder, and the raindrops fell from the clouds with a crash, splashing up朵朵 water.

Facing the wind and rain, a small boat carrying two men was sailing towards the island in the middle of the lake on the violently shaking lake.

Whoosh——

The mist on the water's surface spread to both sides as the boat approached. Constantine stood at the bow of the boat holding a black umbrella, looking at the gradually approaching island.

Hoo...

The lights on it became more and more obvious, and even through the window glass, you could see a black... figure?