[comprehensive] superior skills

"...A long time ago, so long ago that even my old grandmother couldn't remember the exact time, there was a very terrible legend.

According to legend, there is a terrifying beast entrenched deep in the dense forest of Xingfu Town. Every three years, it will kill the most beautiful and charming girl in the town in the most cruel and bloody way.No one has seen the true face of the strange beast. It seems to have an innate special ability that can hide under any face.No one knew when it was willing to leave, or in those peaceful days, it didn't sleep deep in the mountains as people imagined, but went to harvest prey elsewhere. "

"It may be due to some special evil ritual, it will not kill the chosen girl immediately, but will only devour her body after gradually destroying her body and tasting the sweet fruit brewed by fear and pain soul.

So even if she accidentally learns about this ancient legend, the chosen person can't tell who is the monster in human skin among the neighbors and friends who greet each other with smiles every day, and the only thing she can do is desperately Move your legs and escape from Happy Town in the last three days of the third year..."

Run, run, don't look back...

After a burst of severe heart palpitations, Shen Yikun, who was running wildly in the nightmare, opened his eyes suddenly, and turned his bloodshot eyeballs in panic to look around, trying to see if there were any terrifying beasts hidden in the dark bedroom.

It was too quiet in the room, but the sound of the pulse beating behind the ears seemed so weird.

She gently pushed away the thin quilt covering her mouth, and wanted to take a water cup from the bedside to moisten her burning throat, but after searching for a long time, she only found a hard cardboard shell.

The familiar strange coolness made Shen Yikun's hand retract immediately.

Without turning on the desk lamp, she can clearly realize what she accidentally touches.

Ever since he picked up that evil notebook, Shen Yikun has been immersed in a terrifying phantom every night like the heroine in the movie.

If the content of the first dream is a coincidence, it is too scary to have the same nightmare over and over again for several days.

Because she was too scared, she also wanted to return the book to the neighbor next door, but the man who claimed to be Truman seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and there was no trace of him in the park or in front of the house.

She also tried to throw that chilling notebook into the trash can, into the park, in short, it can be thrown anywhere, as long as it is far away from Shen's house.

But no matter what she did, she would see the black notebook intact on the bedside when she returned home.

Repeated failures plunged Shen Yikun into deeper fear. She didn't dare to tell her parents about it, and could only rejoice in the bitterness. No matter how evil it was, the notebook was only haunting herself.

However, even such a day, Shen Yikun couldn't bear it for a long time.

Because of that notebook, it will grow slowly like a plant.

It's strange to describe a dead object with growth, but if someone has seen that scene with their own eyes, they will feel that only these two words can describe the creepy change.

"Swish..."

Hearing the slight sound of rubbing, Shen Yikun immediately understood that the growing season that regularly occurs every three o'clock in the morning has started again.

She huddled under the blanket motionless, trying to hide herself behind the shadow of the big stupid bear, desperately suppressing her curiosity and closing her eyes tightly, waiting for this particularly difficult time to pass as usual.

5 minutes, 10 minutes, the sound is still going on.

"Why is this?!"

Obviously aware that something was wrong, Shen Yikun's heart was about to burst, but she didn't dare to do anything to interrupt the notebook that was adding a new chapter.

After a while, the intermittent rustling sound finally ended, before Shen Yikun could heave a sigh of relief, another more frightening sound sounded in the dark bedroom.

"Bella..."

There was a long sound, like the sound of tearing paper or rough skin.

Immediately afterwards, the closet was opened, and the clothes were rustling.

This series of actions made Shen Yikun, who had his eyes tightly closed, suddenly think of the monster in human skin in the manuscript!

"Could it be that the monster has been hiding in the notebook all along, waiting to be picked up by someone before it slowly morphs into shape with the fullness of the story?"

Thinking of his father who was always kept in the dark, Shen Yikun, who was worried about his relatives, finally gritted his teeth and opened his trembling eyelashes.

Due to the excellent viewing angle of the bed, she immediately saw the figure standing in front of the closet with her back turned to her.

The same nightgown, the same curly long hair, and the same face reflected in the mirror!

Surprised, Shen Yikun covered his lips on his back, and almost stopped the scream that came out of his mouth.

And the moment she was frightened stupid on the spot, the woman standing in front of the mirror had already turned and walked out.

Seeing that ghostly figure was about to disappear in the corridor, Shen Yikun chased out of the room repeatedly.

On the wooden floor, she was the only one who staggered along, but the previous woman was gone.

"Where, where are you?"

Shen Yikun didn't dare to yell, so he could only find his parents' bedroom by groping.

At the window at the end of the corridor, a silvery moonlight shone obliquely, like an invisible hand pushing the closed door open a gap.

The barefooted Shen Yikun approached quietly, getting closer and closer until she heard a shrill cry.

It wasn't her father's voice, nor her mother's voice, but it rang in her ears like a thunderbolt, splitting her mind and soul.

Her expression was even scarier than the monster in human skin she saw just now, and her figure became wobbly due to the sudden stimulation.

But she still followed the guidance of the crying and lay down on the crack of the door, looking in with her bloodshot eyes.

At this time, Shen Yikun was like a child who shouldn't have appeared in a horror theater. Although the hands blocking her eyes were only slightly opened, but because of this, the whole world immediately turned upside down in her eyes. .

She also couldn't remember how long she stood on the cold floor, maybe 5 minutes, maybe 10 minutes.

The only thing that is certain is that it will never be longer than the time she throws up in the bathroom.

"It must be a dream."

Shen Yikun, with a pale face, sat blankly on the head of the bed, "How could such a thing happen in the world, it must be because my amnesia hasn't been cured yet."

When she saw the notebook, her eyes suddenly showed unprecedented anger, "It's you who made me so weird!"

She pounced on it, and opened the window to throw the book out regardless of whether it was useful or not, only to find that there was a faint light in the bedroom next door at No. 26, which had been hung with heavy curtains.

"Someone is back, could it be Truman?"

Thinking again of the handsome face that left a deep impression when they first met, Shen Yikun felt an indescribable disgust in his heart.

She regretted the inexplicable meeting that day. If she hadn't met that man, even if she fell hard, she would have been better off living in such an exhausting and chaotic life.

"Be sure to ask him clearly..."

Shen Yikun, who made up his mind, walked to the closet tremblingly, and gently opened the closet door with the big stupid bear in his arms, wanting to see if there was anything hidden in the shadows.

Fortunately, all she could smell was laundry detergent.

With no time to choose, Shen Yikun hurriedly put on the clothes and sneakers that are easy to move around, and then tiptoed back to the corridor holding the notebook.

But this time she changed direction and walked directly through the living room to the yard.

Perhaps it was because of the weird experience of this night that made her too sensitive, Shen Yikun always felt that every step he took, the lawn under his feet was slightly glowing green.

"It must be an illusion."

She took a deep breath, quickly opened the courtyard door and ran to No. 26 next door, trying to raise her hand to ring the doorbell.

Just when she was about to touch the red button, the video intercom at the door suddenly rang, "Please come in."

Shen Yikun was so frightened that he trembled all over, and looked around reflexively.

The street is quiet, only the street lamps are emitting a faint light, attracting countless flies to fly into a mess.

As if she couldn't get used to her cowardice, the originally closed iron door creaked open, and then shook slightly and made a weird trembling sound under the pull of an unknown force.

Before today, Shen Yikun never felt that she was an adventurous person, but she still stepped into the courtyard ruthlessly.

The moment her feet landed on the ground, she subconsciously turned around and looked, only to find that the door that was still shaking just now had been closed, and a row of small animals that looked like jerboa and were obviously much fatter were creeping along the corners of the walls and the gaps in the flower beds. slip.

It was obviously a ridiculous scene, but Shen Yikun couldn't laugh.

She suddenly didn't dare to go in, or it could be said that this body was instinctively resisting those existences that subverted cognition.

"Wang Wang!"

At some point, a big golden head suddenly appeared behind the window in the hallway. It uttered softly twice, then turned around and ran towards the dark room.

"mango!"

Shen Yikun called out shortly, ran forward and pulled the handle away.

light is on.

When she stepped into the foyer, the whole house was like an amusement park temporarily activated in the dark, with colorful light bulbs everywhere, twinkling and dotted among the photo frames and dolls all over the room. The childish nursery rhymes sung by children are used as the background sound.

In the cheerful music, Shen Yikun slowly picked up the nearest photo frame and touched the cute toddler girl.

If there is the first one, there will be the second one, and the third one. If her expression was calm at the beginning, she can only maintain it until she sees the middle-aged woman basking in the sun in the quiet manor.

There are not many photos of women, but that face with the traces of time left Shen Yikun dumbfounded when he wanted to question him.

"Are you surprised?"

Truman walked down from the second floor slowly, while Mango circled around his feet obediently, "I've been waiting for you to take the initiative to come to me to find the answer, but I didn't expect that those guys would transform you so thoroughly."

"I do not know what you're talking about!"

Finally seeing the culprit that broke the peaceful life, Shen Yikun shouted excitedly: "Who is she? Why does she look so similar to me? Is this why you lured me here? You drugged me because of her, and made me Living in an illusion?"

"She looks like you?"

Truman smiled lowly, "Your observation skills are good, but your judgment needs to be strengthened. Or, you should put it another way."

"What the hell are you talking about! Can you please be more happy?!"

Shen Yikun forcefully threw the notebook to the man's feet, "Is this the way you find inspiration, to drive a normal person into a lunatic that I don't even know!"

"At this point, do you still deceive yourself?"

Truman pressed the remote control in his hand, and the lights in the room went out immediately, "Look carefully, who is the real lunatic."

Following his movements, a projection appeared on the snow-white wall.

This video is incomplete but always followed behind a clown. The clown with heavy makeup screamed and rushed across the street, took off his pants under the landmark building of Happy Town, and pouted two ridiculous tattoos on his buttocks: perfect .

The clown who accomplished the feat was quickly taken away by the townspeople swarming up, followed by a wise old man in a suit and leather shoes who appeared in front of the camera.

The female reporter who interviewed asked in a voice full of doubts: "In order to develop new markets and meet the unhealthy needs of some human beings, promote the human cloning plan. Does this approach make you feel guilty?"

"Guilty?"

The old man looked directly into the camera and replied without guilt: "Sorry, no offense. But, does anyone have empathy for the paper coming out of the printer, especially when it is going to be sent to the waste paper machine? Even God did not endow Adam with the same divine power when he gave life, and neither did Perfect Pictures. A sensory toy with self-awareness, this is the true meaning of the existence of clones."

The picture finally freezes on the cold eyes of the old man and the star wall behind him.

Shen Yikun, who finally connected the cause and effect, stared at the woman in the upper right corner of the screen, almost crying, "You mean, I have lived in a lie for the past 21 years, right? I am what they said dolls?"

"There is no 21 years."

Truman came over and hugged her gently, and said calmly: "It's only 21 days. Implanting memories is not a difficult task. As long as they are willing, they can turn you into the option with the highest vote support rate at any time."

Unable to accept such a blow, Shen Yikun cried with tears: "Who are you? Why did you tell me all this, why don't you let me continue to live in illusory happiness until I die slowly?!"

"Because from the day you were selected, you no longer have the qualifications to die slowly."

Truman wiped away her tears, "My mission is to help you get out of here and do what you want to do most."

"go out?"

Shen Yikun cried like a child, "If everything is fake, where else can I go?"

"Don't you want to visit the real human world, or meet your real 'mother'?"

Truman looked at her face, "But before that, there is still a little trouble to be solved."

"Is there anything more troublesome than this?"

Shen Yikun begged timidly and panicked: "I don't want to go home anymore, I'm afraid that if I can't show my original appearance, they will definitely find out!"

Those horrible people don't know how to torture her, maybe even more horrifying than what they saw in the parents' room.

"It's alright, trust me."

Truman returned the discarded notebook to her, "As long as you keep this notebook with you, Mango will protect you."

"Then can I come to you again, before we leave?"

Shen Yikun took his hand dependently, and confirmed again and again: "I'm not dreaming this time, am I? Will I remember these things after dawn?"

"Will do."

Truman sent her to the door, "Even if you forget, I will remind you again."

After seeing the reluctant girl back to the bedroom, Truman whispered to the shadow hiding behind the curtain and waving his hands: "Have a good dream, another me in the world."

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: This story is not long, it can be finished in about ten chapters.

It's just that the scumbag author hasn't decided which answer to choose. _(:зゝ∠)_

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