killer game

The fan spins peacefully.She sat quietly.Hearing the sound of police sirens roaring and gathering downstairs, hearing the movement from the corridor at the door... Then she rushed to the door, staring at those who came out of her door through the cat's eyes!

She stared at them—remember every face!The person with the pigtails on his head was left behind, helplessly watching his companions leave one after another... She looked hard, almost wanting to swallow him whole with her eyes!

She saw the policemen coming up one after another, heard muffled voices and loud chatter and laughter, stretchers covered with white cloths were carried out one by one, and the door was sealed.The ten fingers were deeply embedded in the palm, and the force of the clenched teeth was so strong that the gums were almost crushed.

Then, everything returned to silence.

She sat down slowly with her back against the door, her eyes were dry and dead, without any fluctuation.She couldn't even feel the heart-wrenching pain in her chest, as if her whole heart had been squeezed into a pulp by one hand. It was empty there, and the strong suffocation made her brain swell.

why?why? Mathilda thought so.

She sat there dumbfounded, motionless.

Not so long ago, she had hugged her brother's soft, warm body, kissed him on the cheek, and looked at him—like finding lost life and vitality.She loves him so much... Even, she thinks that kind of warmth is her salvation!

However, like a jigsaw puzzle, no matter how perfectly it fits together, there are still traces of twists and turns... She is always too cowardly.Cowardly standing in place, cowardly not daring to reach out and grab it.Fate is about to make her regret and make her despair.

Several ruptured images flashed through her mind.People who have appeared in her life.That boy was smart, very smart, and the devil took him by his side when he was a child, brought him up with his own hands, taught him with his own hands, and taught him everything he knew.He was the first person she got close to.When she was taken back by the devil, he was the one who handed her the first food, he was the one who put on the first hairpin for him, made her look like a girl, he smiled at her, there was no calculation in his eyes Any intention, just smile at her.

Later he died.The devil had a hole cut in his temple.Because he has no value.She was right next to him then.The devil's elegant and slender fingers handed her the gun, with a pale and cold smile.But she had no chance to do it, and the other child was eager to kill him—just because the devil said that whoever killed him could take his place and status.

She has long forgotten the boy's face, but until now she still remembers his eyes before he died, unwilling, angry, and desperate.sad.Finally, dead silence.

What will Colin be like before he dies?Would those clear blue eyes be so hopelessly beautiful?No, he is still a child, he doesn't understand anything... Maybe, before he felt scared, he had already gone to heaven.

Mathilda's eyes were wide open, but no tears flowed from them, and they were so painful that they seemed to be going blind.

[And the light shine thin darkness; and the darkness comprehend it not.] She was thinking silently in her heart, New Testament, is it, is it so?The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness does not receive the light—does the light really shine?

She is a cruel person.she admits.She spent the youngest and darkest seven years in an orphanage, and spent five years of homeless wandering from city to city. At the age of 12, she met the devil.She stubbornly called him the devil... because he was the devil.He is even scarier than the devil... She was picked up by the devil and worked for him for 14 years.He gave her the right to read and write, he gave her the conditions to learn and live, she grew up day by day, met many people, walked side by side with death countless times and she survived... Finally she killed herself with her own hands.When she woke up, she was in this world.

There is no hunger here, there is no need for life-and-death struggle here, they ignore her but will not ignore her, they beat her but will not let her die... Is she too greedy?Was it her desire to have a real home that dragged her down?Is it the emotions that she doesn't deserve that bind her mother?If, if it is still that cold heart, if there is no blood connection and fetters, if... It's a pity that there is no such.

She's not actually strong.She longs for warmth.She longs for home.So even if the "relatives" treated her like this, she never wanted to leave.She convinced herself to hate them, but she didn't want to leave... She didn't want to lose.

At that moment, she really felt relieved.Without the shackles of blood, she is still alive... Her soul feels liberated.But the tears still fell down at that time... It was instinct, and it was also an apology - did it mean that she still cared a little bit...

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"I'll pay you back."

With trembling lips, she said calmly but firmly: "I won't die...I will definitely pay you back."

He stared at her blankly, watching her open the door and go out, his sight was suddenly empty.He was stunned for a while, then turned his head and walked into the kitchen dully.He took out a cup, which was filled with the milk she bought.

He sat on the chair and thought for a long time, then suddenly looked back, his Silver Queen was still on the window sill, bathing in the sun.His only friend, quiet, warm, never abandoning him, never complaining about him... that is the only one that belongs to him completely.But why did it feel like something that was already his... ran away?

He obviously did so much psychological construction, obviously thought for so long before making a decision, obviously...he saved her.

But the kitten that I carried into my house would still leave by itself.

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Mathilda broke down the door of her house.He bit his arm hard and used the pain to force himself to remain calm.The house was in a mess, no one place was intact, even the blood on the ground was still there.The bloodstains dragged from the porch to the room, they were completely solidified and hardened, but the fishy smell was extremely thick and heavy.

Police and robbers can be a family, what is more worthless than human life in this world?

The pool of blood where she crouched by her door did not move for a long time.It was her brother's blood...she could feel it.She wiped her face with her sleeve and pushed open the cabinet that blocked half of her door.The inside was also turned into a mess.She threw out the scattered clothes board, bent down and tore open the package of a rotten cake that was almost trampled on the ground, and stuffed it into her mouth to chew.After retching a few times, he grabbed his throat and stuffed all the edible candy in the house.

The candy had a disgustingly sweet taste, and even had a faint smell of blood. She vomited and tried to swallow it.

She struggled to move the cracked bed board, the big cloth bag outside had been found and turned over, she smashed the head of the bed, and finally cleared out the obstructing bed, reached in and pulled the brick away, Pull out the gun and tie it tightly around the waist with a cloth strip.She found out the money she had, then went to the place where Charley hid money in the living room and found some large bills, and then used the broken bottles and jars in the bathroom to smear herself.Leaving here as fast as possible.

Mathilda walked down the street very calmly.

She bought herself a white dress.It's simple and clean, but it doesn't restrict movement.She tied her hair up and used a big bunny bouquet.Her face looked thinner than usual, and her eyes were slightly elongated, slightly hiding the pale, bloodless skin.

Standing in front of the mirror, she indifferently heard other people's comments: "Just like an angel."

Yes, like an angel.

like an angel.

She ate her ice cream bite by bite, listening to people talking about the murder a few streets away.I heard that someone was looking for revenge, and the whole family was killed. The scene at that time was very tragic.

Where is the murderer?

Ah, not caught.

Everyone was killed?

Yes, the whole family.

How miserable!

Yeah it's miserable...

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She slowly licked the cream on her fingers, the sun fell into her eyes, and with the warm amber color, she couldn't help but want to kiss her ignorantly.The serious look on that face is even more adorable.

She ate ice cream one after another.Calmly waiting for the dark.

The younger brother fell asleep in the hospital morgue.

I heard it's cold there.very cold.

She's going to bring him out.

She loves him so much.

Love him so much.