Mermaid Effect

Vol1

Munster felt like a fish being grilled on barbed wire.

It's seen that on TV once, a horrible cooking show where a well-known Japanese chef puts raw octopus in soy sauce and wasabi and then grills the poor little thing alive over charcoal fire, that scene Let Munster have a long nightmare.

However, its situation is no better than that of the octopus now.

It's soaring, it hurts, and it's extremely difficult to think—perhaps because half of its brain went out in the previous explosion—but at the same time, the only thing about him that feels better is its head.The slime that wrapped its head brought some damp coolness, the same that Rand had given it.

"Rand..."

Its tail twitched with difficulty and let out a small moan.

"crunch-"

Rand slammed on the brakes, drawing a series of horns from behind the car.

His heart was pounding, and he quickly parked the car on the emergency passage, and then he jumped directly into the back seat after pulling the handbrake, and put his hand next to Munster's face.

"Thank God...Munster..."

Rand's lips trembled, and there was a faint lump in his throat.

He couldn't even speak a complete sentence, only softly calling Munster's name.

From today's series of tragedies to the present, Rand only felt that his soul had fallen into an endless nightmare, the pain tormented him, and the huge pressure was like a mountain pressing on his slender nerves and reason.

But for such a brief moment, when Rand heard the indecipherable "Rand" voice, he felt a sense of redemptive comfort.

Munster opened his only remaining eye, staring at Rand with moist eyes.

"Rand...you...now..."

Every opening and closing of its lips will bring great pain, Rand collected himself, he tried his best to maintain the fragile calmness of "everything is fine" in front of Munster, and then said in a hoarse voice: " Hey baby we can talk later, you need to rest now..."

Munster blinked.

"...it looks so pretty."

It insisted it was finished.

Rand covered his face with his hands, and for a moment he didn't know what to say. Under such circumstances, Munster was as innocent and innocent as he remembered.

Rand rubbed his stiff and cold cheeks, and forced a smile.

"Thank you," he said, and he added after a while, "But this is not the correct aesthetic, I just dress like this because of the current situation..."

Rand was referring to her current long black curly hair, a size L red blouse and nude lipstick on her lips.

He tried to touch Munster's face to give it some small comfort, his movements were very careful, but he still found that Munster's naked face was covered with a dry and hard shell, its skin is drying up due to lack of water.

When Rand touched it, several scales fell from around its eyes.

"Oh no……"

Rand bit his lip. He checked Munster's body. Sure enough, due to lack of water, those scales became very dry and brittle.

Rand didn't know whether it was due to injury or other reasons, but now it looked like a fish that had dried up due to lack of water, and this discovery made Rand overwhelmed.

"Rand..."

"No, don't talk Munster," Rand interrupted it hastily, "I have to take you to a place with water... I will find a way..."

At the beginning, Rand first thought of the river, or the lake, or even the fountain in the square, but when his eyes fell on the terrible wound on Munster's head, he knew that it was more important now. What is needed is a source of really clean water, and for Rand himself, he also needs an environment with enough privacy to deal with his damn leg.

Munster gradually quieted down. It didn't make any more noise, but stretched out its claws and gently grabbed Rand's hand.

It stroked lightly on Rand's palm.

【I love you】It reads.

【Don't worry about me】(It misspells the word "worry").

Rand leaned down and kissed its forehead lightly.

"You know, I love you too... I will always be with you."

He said.

Vol2

At three o'clock in the morning, Rand noticed that there were unusually many black vans on the highway in the opposite direction. They were the same as the ones Rand had seen before, all black and covered The license plate and the modified lights are also very conspicuous.

One after another, they approached Rand quickly with dazzling yellow lights, and then whizzed by his side. The red taillights disappeared into the misty night like two ominous devil's eyeballs.

Every time a black van passed by, Rand's nerves became more tense. His palms were covered with cold sweat, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

The only thing to be thankful for is that his gray Dodge is just as he imagined, ordinary, personalityless, hidden in the night in the sparse convoy inconspicuous - but who can guarantee that there will be no new levels ahead And checks are waiting for him?

When Rand noticed the black vans starting to drive in the direction of Kansas in a five-car squad, he knew he had to make a decision.

And it was at this moment that he caught a glimpse of a green road sign.

[5KM ahead of Sweet Little Rabbit Villa]

This place name made Rand feel a little familiar, he thought for a while, and then remembered - when he was a librarian, he once saw a reporter interviewing this place in a newspaper.

It was a well-known legal sex industry site among certain special groups. Dozens of legal brothels settled in the outer suburbs of Kansas, and finally even formed a small town.And "Sweet Little Rabbit Villa" is the most famous one.

Rand drove off the turnoff without slowing down after five kilometers, leaving the highway.

It didn't take long before he saw the "small town", the pink neon lights and the huge vulgar signboard were particularly conspicuous in the dark.

Rand slowed the car.

He found a car brothel.If you don't understand what this is, think of it as a brothel version of a drive-thru: pleasure-seekers can sit in a car, have a room for themselves in a window, order a few girls or guys, and then they put The car drove into the parking lot inside the building, went directly to his room through a secret elevator, and enjoyed the "big meal" he had ordered before.

It's safe, convenient and takes great care of customers' sense of privacy.

And that's exactly what Rand needs right now.

……

"A room with a bathtub."

He stopped the car at that window, covered his face with a wig, and said stiffly to the front desk (he didn't even know if that was an appropriate title).

"Okay, first... ma'am."

Sitting behind the counter was a freckled, bespectacled woman whose headband was scrupulously tied back, which reminded Rand inexplicably of his own high school principal, and this made him feel uncomfortable when he entered this kind of place for the first time. Even more nervous.

"Do you need 'colored' or 'white'?"

After a while she said to Rand.

"what?"

Rand looked at her blankly, and it took a moment to realize that almost all the blood rushed to his cheeks.

"No, I don't need a whore, I..." he stammered.

"Hey, here we usually call them staff," the receptionist tapped the window table with a ballpoint pen in dissatisfaction. She turned her head slightly to look at the interior of Rand's car. Munster's silver hair was in the dark car. Still very conspicuous, and then she raised her eyebrows, "Okay, I get it, you know we don't support takeout here in principle...but who's calling the recent economic downturn?! Add another hundred to the room rate, ma'am. "

she said with a sigh.

After Rand gave the money, she tore off the booking receipt, picked up a package and handed it to him.

In that package were strawberry-flavored condoms and the same type of lubricating fluid, and Rand even saw a "safety notice."

"Wait a minute, I don't need to…"

"Hey, listen, what we provide here is safe, clean service, even if you are taking out, this is our philosophy here, and we also hope that everyone who comes here can better understand safety The importance of sex, you know the incidence of AIDS..."

"Okay, okay! Stop, I see!"

Rand raised his hand in embarrassment and interrupted the lady's words. He grabbed the package in embarrassment, indicating that he had truly and completely accepted the "idea" here.

However, when he was about to start the car and leave the window, the woman knocked on his car window again.

"Sorry, I almost forgot to ask..."

She said to Rand apologetically.

Then put a row of things that Rand had only seen in pictures before and put them at the window.

Mouth plug, anal plug, electric vibrator... Finally, a [-]cm long black simulation massage vibrator (its model is called "Nightmare") with the thickness of a forearm.

"...Do you need these? Special offer for new customers, you can try them at half price!"

She sells it very eagerly.

"..."

Rand stared blankly at the row of terrifying gadgets, and after a few seconds, he subconsciously said, "No, I don't need...I'll take the last thing, the black one."

He suddenly changed his tune.

"Whoa... oh... so have a great time with your 'partners' tonight."

The receptionist blinked and let out a meaningful sigh.