Deep Sea Embers

On both sides of the large navigation table, Duncan, the captain of the Lost Home, and Alice, the cursed doll, sat facing each other. Google search reading

The atmosphere between the two men (although neither of them may be human) was anything but harmonious.

The doll lady who calls herself "Alice" still looks a little nervous. Although the ghost captain in front of her has promised her temporary safety, in front of Duncan's face with +10 natural coercion, even the cursed doll is Obviously he can't feel at ease.

She was sitting on the lid of her coffin with a dignified demeanor at the moment, but her fingers secretly pinched together and grasping the hem of her skirt betrayed her uneasiness.

Duncan was silent for the time being, observing the... "lady" in front of him in thought.

A doll driven by unknown power, a "supernatural individual" that is obviously not flesh and blood, but can walk and even has a certain body temperature. If this was placed in his hometown, it would be close to science - and At least three and a half episodes.

Duncan didn't know what kind of existence a doll like Alice belonged to in this world, but in the process of getting along with the goat head in the past few days, he also learned some information indirectly. He knew that although there were "paranormal phenomena" in this world , but various extraordinary things are not ordinary things, and the doll lady in front of me...

Duncan guessed that she should belong to some kind of special existence even in this strange and abnormal world.

His guess was not unfounded - the mechanically powered ship that collided head-on with the Lost Home was new and had a team of well-trained sailors. He had seen with his own eyes that, despite being in great fear, the ship Many sailors on the ship also stick to their posts, and there are a large number of cabins and items whose purpose is unclear inside the ship. Many items are painted with complex rune marks, and the style of those marks is similar to Alice's. The symbols on the surface of the "coffin" are very similar...

In other words, the purpose of such a cutting-edge ship's voyage is most likely to escort...or "escort" Alice, the cursed doll.

Duncan adjusted his posture on the seat and looked at Alice with comfortable but serious eyes - there was no doubt that he had a great "guest" on his ship.

But from another perspective, this doll lady doesn't seem to be a scary person. She seems to be quite timid.

After all, she hadn't said anything since they had just met, and she was so frightened that her head fell off.

"Excuse me..." Probably because Duncan's long silence and gaze brought too much pressure, Alice finally couldn't help but speak, "and..."

"Where are you from?" Duncan finally withdrew his stressful gaze and asked in a calmer tone.

Alice was obviously stunned for a moment, as if to reflect the meaning of Duncan's question. After a few seconds, she gently tapped the gorgeous wooden box under her body with her fingers: "From here."

Duncan's expression suddenly became stiff: "..."

"Of course I know you were lying in this box before," he coughed twice, "but what I'm asking is where you come from - location, understand? Do you have a hometown? Or something that can be called Something from the place of departure?”

Alice thought about it carefully again and shook her head frankly: "I can't remember clearly."

"Can not remember?"

"Where did the doll come from?" Alice folded her hands on her lap and replied dignifiedly and seriously, "Most of my memories are lying in the box. I am lying in it, being moved from one place to another. Transported to another place, I could occasionally vaguely feel someone walking or guarding outside the box... Ah, I still remember some whispered conversations, those who were guarding outside my wooden box, they spoke with fear and nervousness. Talk about something in a tone of voice..."

Duncan raised his eyebrows: "Talk about something? What are they talking about around you?"

"Just some boring trivial matters."

"But I became curious." Duncan said seriously - he believed that those might really be just boring trivial matters, but now he really needs to do everything possible to understand the world, even if it is the noisy chatter of ordinary people in this world. That's fine.

"...Well, the most common name I hear is anomaly 099 - they seem to use this to refer to me and my wooden box, but I don't really like it. I have a name," Alice recalled. Said, "In addition, I occasionally heard them talking about seals and curses, but most of my memories are blurred. I would sleep when I was in the box, and I didn't pay much attention to what was going on outside."

The puppet spoke leisurely, then seemed to suddenly remember something, and added: "But I still remember what I heard recently. It should be before I came to your ship, those people who were outside the wooden box The talking voices frequently mentioned a place, the city-state of Puland, which seemed to be their destination...should it also be my destination?"

"Pland City State?" Duncan's eyes were reserved and he silently recorded the name in his heart.

He finally learned something useful, although he didn't know when this useful information would come in handy.

Then he raised his head and looked at the doll lady in front of him again: "What about other than that?"

"Other than that, I just sleep most of the time, Sir Captain," Miss Doll said seriously, "When you are sealed in a big box like a coffin, there are constant drowsy people around you. What else can you do if you don't sleep when you hear the whispers in your ears? "

Duncan's mouth twitched.

She has a dignified manner and is an elegant beauty when her head is on. But in fact, she can not only paddle the famous coffin board to ride the wind and waves, but she can also suddenly burst out with trash talk that can make people choke to death.

He quickly constructed a new image of Miss Alice in his mind.

But on the surface, he still maintained the image of the calm and majestic Captain Duncan. He just hummed noncommittally and then continued: "So, apart from being groggy in the wooden box, you know nothing about the outside world. , you can neither tell me the changes in the world now, nor can you tell me the specific location of any port or city-state."

"I'm afraid that's the case, Your Excellency, Captain," Miss Doll nodded solemnly, then opened her eyes slightly as if she suddenly reacted, and looked at Duncan quite nervously, "So... you are planning to throw me overboard again. Because I have no value anymore?”

Before Duncan could speak, he heard Alice say again: "Okay, I understand, this is your ship after all, but can you please stop stuffing cannonballs into the box this time? Seriously...eight cannonballs A little too much..."

It can be seen that the doll lady is not in a good mood - but she doesn't dare to show it.

Duncan was also embarrassed. His main embarrassment was that when he stuffed the cannonballs into the box, he didn't think about how he would have to discuss the matter calmly with the person involved later - at that time, he only regarded Alice lying in the box as a standard horror. The cursed doll in the film, all the pictures that came to his mind were in this style of painting... How could he have thought that this cursed doll didn't come out of the curse, but came out of the courtyard?

So the preparations made in the early stage to fight against the terrifying curse have now turned into embarrassment.

But the good thing about Duncan is that he has a thick skin, and that majestic and sinister face is engraved on his face like a knife or an ax. As long as his peripheral nerves are not short-circuited, he can still hold back, so he forcibly ignored the eight shell belts. It was embarrassing, but Yun Danfeng shook her head gently: "I haven't decided whether to throw you off the boat. After all, you always seem to have a way to get back on the boat. I'm just a little curious, why do you have to do it again and again? Return to the Lost Home? It can be seen that you are actually very afraid of me and this ship - in that case, why not stay away from this danger? "

"Is this ship called the Lost Home? Well, I am indeed a little... afraid of you and your ship, but isn't the depth of the sea more dangerous than this?" Miss Doll quietly stared at the ghost in front of her. Captain, in her vision, behind this tall man was an endless darkness and nothingness. That darkness overlapped with the real scene in the cabin, as if two worlds were forcibly superimposed, but compared to this huge The suffocating shadows of nothingness and those things coming from the "deeper" parts of the boundless sea made her feel more dangerous as anomaly 099. "Is there anything more terrifying in this world than the deep sea?"

(Oh my god!)