A Wizard's Survival Guide to the 20th Century

The illusory and bizarre dream was shattered in an instant.

Charlie suddenly woke up, and he felt the cold first. The cold wind of late autumn poured into the bedroom, and the quilt seemed to have turned into folded and wrinkled steel, cold and hard.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a figure standing at the door. The figure seemed to be a monster that suddenly broke into their house. It was Fury Hank.

His dad... no, he wasn't anymore.

His body was facing away from the moonlight, and his face was shrouded in shadow, but Charlie could still see that he was stained with something, which was blood, black and red blood.

"Dad...Dad..." Charlie's pupils suddenly shrank.

The figure took a step forward, and it was no longer completely backlit. Charlie could see more clearly. His face was revealed in the darkness, with a smile on his face, as if he was crying. There was a faint scent on him, the scent of poppies.

He still wanted to move forward, but Louise had also been awakened. She was wearing thin pajamas and ran over to hug Charlie. It could be seen clearly that she had a knife in one of her hands.

Louise stood in front of Charlie, her voice trembling with fear.

"Honey... don't come here..."

"Are you even going to drive me away, Louise?" Fury took a step forward.

Louise shuddered all over, and the hand holding the knife trembled. After a while, she gritted her teeth and said, "You can take everything at home. Please, don't come over, okay? If you still If you love us..."

"I love you, but you don't love me." Fury's smile was creepy.

He stepped closer, the sleeve of the missing arm swaying.

"Louise, come back, I will forgive you."

He slowly opened one arm, as if to show off something. There was blood dripping from his body, and some of it had solidified and turned into a sticky black color.

"Look, I have become the person I was before. I am even more powerful than before. Isn't this the kind of man you like?"

"Come back to me, okay, Louise."

But Louise still held the knife. She pulled Charlie behind her and shook her head with red eyes.

"Haha...what are you afraid of? Ah, it's the blood on my body, right?"

"You are really stupid, just as stupid as you were when you were young. This blood belongs to those bastard policemen. They took me into the cell and beat me for no reason... But what did I do wrong?"

"I just robbed something from an annoying girl... I didn't want to rob her, but who told her to show off in front of me?" Fury said, "Now she will be called a human being by those hateful policemen. Scum?"

"So I killed them, yes, with these hands."

"Hahaha... Louise, haven't you always been very pious? Look, now the power of God has come to me! I am healthier than before. I have never felt so good. Look at it. right?"

Only then did Charlie realize that Fury was now stronger than before. Although his face still had ulcers caused by drugs, his face looked like a healthy and normal person.

Fury walked towards them without seeming to care.

"So, Louise, come back, I can forgive you for letting me become what I was before, forgive you for abandoning me... forgive you for driving me out and making me become the scum they said..."

Fury had already walked in front of them. The knife in Louise's hand kept shaking with her wrist, but Fury carelessly moved his body close to hers, grabbing her outstretched arm aggressively.

"Louise, I know you wouldn't stab me with it, and I know you won't because you still love me, right?"

Fury smiled and said, "It's just the two of us, just like before."

Louise then raised her head, her slightly trembling voice filled with disbelief.

"What about...Charlie?"

"I want him to disappear, okay?" Fury said with a smile, "I already understand that it was him who ruined the relationship between the two of us. It was him who took away our youth. He used those words in the newspaper He led you astray, he confused you, he... He even wanted to abandon me a long time ago, he found a liar from nowhere to deceive you, all of this was his conspiracy... I can forgive you , but you can’t forgive him, dear Louise, just pretend he doesn’t exist, okay?”

These words echoed in the dilapidated house, and Charlie immediately understood what he wanted to do, his heart had completely cooled down, and the chill spread in his spinal cord.

Fury squatted down. He watched Louise lower her head because of his words and fell into silence. He smiled again. He held Louise's chin and slowly approached her lips.

However, the next moment, Louise raised her head suddenly, grabbed the knife in her hand, and plunged it into Fury's chest with all her strength.

"Fuck!" The severe pain instantly made Fury angry. He slapped Louise hard on the face, and the latter was slapped to the ground by him without any resistance.

"You are a murderer!" Louise cried, "Charlie, run!"

She climbed up desperately, dragging Fury's body, but her long-term malnourished body had almost no weight.

Fury threw her away. He pulled the knife out of his body and threw it aside. The wound healed quickly. His eyes looked at Charlie. There was no father's love in them, only endless hatred.

Charlie wanted to run, he had to at least go to the kitchen to get a weapon, but Fury grabbed Charlie's hair, and his strength was incredible. He slammed his face down to the ground, and blood flowed from his nose, and Charlie's brain burst. Dizzy, but Fury did not stop, followed by the second and third blows.

"No!" Louise tried to stop him with heartache and powerlessness, but even if Fury ignored her at all, she didn't have the strength to pull Fury's hand away.

Blood continued to stain the ground. After being hit more than a dozen times, Charlie lost consciousness, his face was blurred with blood, and his body softened.

Fury finally lost interest in him and tossed it aside.

He stood up, grabbed Louise's arm and threw her to the ground. Only then did Louise see that Fury's face had been covered with a layer of black and hard short hair at some point, and his face changed. It becomes twisted, the canine teeth become protruding, and the nails become hard and sharp.

Like a werewolf.

"Even you..." Fury pressed his body on Louise and held her down.

"Do you think you are worthy of me! You, you dare to stab me with a knife!"

"You are no longer Fury!" Louise cried. "He has never taken drugs, he has never been rough to us, and he has never done anything to his own son!"

"It's not my fault!" Fury roared angrily, "You bitch! I built this house, and I gave you everything you have! Even you are mine, but you want to betray me! "

Immediately afterwards, his hands, also covered with short hair, began to tear Louise's pajamas away. The thin, patched fabric could not withstand such force. The top was quickly torn open, and the fabric turned into scraps of cloth.

Louise cried and tried desperately to stop her. Fury, who had only one hand, became angry. He slapped Louise on the face, and her nosebleed slowly flowed out, followed by a second slap until Louise The voice gradually weakened and turned into a cry as thin as a gossamer.

Fury unbuttoned his pants with satisfaction, revealing the evil thing. He pinched Louise's neck, trying to conquer her with force.

But at this time, a bench hit him on the back of the head.