killer game

He looked out through the peephole.

With some hesitation.

Those dead and empty pupils were like the most precious gemstones embedded in them. Such a beautiful amber luster was so warm that it made people's heart ache, but even when they were crying, they still didn't fluctuate at all.

Just like the rainy night a long time ago, after the mission failed, he fled back to his residence in embarrassment. When he was about to reach the destination, he fell hard because of exhaustion. When he got up, he saw a stray dog ​​next to the garbage bin in front of his house. cat.

Amber ginger stripes, rain-soaked fur, and oil-green cat eyes, like two indifferent will-o'-the-wisps, just lay there and looked at him motionless.

The rain wet his eyes, and the wound was too large and seemed to be inflamed. He barely raised his head and looked in front of his eyes, then at the silently curled up cat, and finally moved back to the residence step by step with difficulty.He slept for two days before waking up, and when he went out and passed the trash can again, he saw its dead body.

Cold, stiff, lifeless, corpses.

But now, he actually thought of the cat's eyes again—silent and dazed, as if all the power of life had been deprived, or it was just a remnant state, only the faint light was left to burn instinctively , but couldn't find a trace of life at all.

He thought, if it barked at that time, if it showed a little intention to follow him at that time, would he pick it up and take it home?Then it won't freeze to death, starve to death, or die of disease...

Now, this girl is also outside his door.She was crying silently with her eyes wide open, pressing her fingers firmly on the doorbell.

She wants to come in.There seemed to be no trace of life in her eyes either.But she at least showed that she wanted to live.

She is asking for his help.

To be dependent on someone else—to do something that you don't have full control over—isn't even like her.

But she was trying to believe him!

At a certain moment, as if a soft part of his chest was suddenly touched, such a strong and relentless force blocked his heart, making him feel his hands trembling and dizzy.

The moment he came back to his senses, he found that he had opened the door.

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Mathilda rang the doorbell three times.His fingers trembled slightly, and his eyes, which were motionless and wide open, were already a little red and swollen.

Death has raised his scythe.

She doesn't know what's going on with her now.At this moment, all she could think of was him—only him!

She knew he was in there.She knew he must be there.But he does not open the door.Yes, she is a big trouble, no one would want to cause trouble... But she can only turn to him now, she has no way out, she has no choice, but if he doesn't save her, if he doesn't save her she……

What if he doesn't save her?

Of course she could turn around and finish off the man at the door when he was caught off guard—and then?Can she escape the building?Can she escape the police?Where can she escape to?

When she took the first step at the top of the stairs, there was no chance of turning back!

How will the director arrange it?Her heart was so stiff that it almost stopped beating—that was the only question that went over and over in her mind.She must not die here - the movie must not end so soon!What should she do?

What is she going to do?

Tears dripped silently on the paper bag, and she looked up blankly, as if she wanted to see the people inside through the door.She was thinking, why didn't he open the door?What would happen to her if he didn't open the door?Is there any way to keep her alive...?

Mathilda opened her mouth, but found that even her lips were trembling, and she couldn't say anything!

At the moment of her despair, the door suddenly opened.

The light shone on her face, and the bright light made her face light up. The man was behind the light, his face was blurred, but it was so sacred that her heart was trembling—this was the first time she did this. Strongly thanking the light——Mathilda opened her eyes wide, staring ahead, her pale face was still dazed, she couldn't even utter a word, tears kept falling, but she was obviously relieved.

The knife-like gaze was still fixed on the back of her head, she trembled, and walked steadily forward, and he closed the door behind.

Death brushes past her.

Mathilda stumbled into the kitchen and put down the bag in her hand. Shocked, sad, desperate, and helpless—all the emotions that still existed finally came out of her brain. Put it in your mouth and bite down hard.The iron-smelling liquid flowed down her lips, but she didn't feel any pain at all, she just blocked the sound she wanted to make in her throat.

The tears had already dried up, and her eyes shot into the void motionlessly, and gradually changed from dazed to a coldness that didn't fluctuate at all, and the deep-seated hatred that settled in the depths.

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She walked out of the kitchen and sat on the chair with a calm face. Perhaps the feeling that her center of gravity touched the ground reassured her a little. Mathilda looked at the table fixedly, and the complicated thoughts in her mind began to calculate quickly.

The owner of the house turned his head to look at her, then rushed to the door quickly, looking for movement outside the door vigilantly.

She was causing him trouble.she thinks.

The sound of the soles of shoes rubbing against the ground sounded outside, very softly, but she heard it clearly for some reason.What then?Those people killed her whole family, even Colin, they must have wanted to kill themselves too.She is temporarily hiding here now, but the man at the door saw her...he saw her!

They would check every corner of the house... Charley took their things, and because of greed, he caused a murder... They would rummage through their boxes to find their things, and then they would see the picture frame in the bedroom.There are three people in the photo above,

Catherine, Colin, Mathilda.

Catherine, Colin, Mathilda.

Mathilda.

Someone outside was approaching, that person was holding a gun, and he suspected she was there.She also caused trouble for this man... She asked him for help, and he helped her, but now she caused him unimaginable trouble...

Mathilda's eyes wandered for a moment, and she saw the remote control board on the table.Slowly put her hand up.She hit play.

The sudden sound from the TV made the two men who were unconsciously stalemate outside the door tremble uncontrollably.As for her, she stared at the screen expressionlessly, the only fluctuation in her pupils was the glimmer of light hitting it.

She was a little kid whose whole family had just died.She is only 12 years old.She just saw the whole family lying in a pool of blood... She didn't show her feet.Now she is watching cartoons.No young child who has just been bereaved has such scheming.Doubt dispelled.The person at the door left.

The man breathed a sigh of relief.

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He left the door, and when he turned around, he saw the girl sitting quietly in his living room.

The way she looks now is exactly the same as the countless times she has seen before.A face without expression, eyes without movement.The kind of silence with a precipitating evil spirit almost made people's nerves tense up.

After going through such a deep ordeal... This calmness makes people feel creepy!

He moved his lips, but nothing came out - he saw her take her eyes away from his face, staring blankly at nothing, as if waiting for something.

So dark as ashes.

So peaceful.