A common tavern that connects all fantasy worlds

Just as the girls were looking at each other, another woman's voice suddenly came from behind: "...Ghost."

Lori, Gibb, and Kia turned their heads immediately, and saw Selene, who was wearing a leather jacket, coming over and putting another silver coin on the bar.

"... draft beer," she said.

"Finally want to try something new?" Xue Li took the cup, filled it for her from the draft beer keg nearby, and asked, "...What do you mean by 'ghost'? Come with us Does what humans say mean the souls of dead people?"

Selene gave him a blank look: "Don't I speak English?"

The three girls on the side didn't even dare to breathe. They could only communicate with each other with their eyes and lip-synced to each other frantically: "...he just said 'we humans'!"

The fashion-forward female vampire in tights didn't have time to worry about what the silly kids were thinking. While drinking draft beer, she continued: "In the field of occultism, 'name' has special meaning. King Solomon must read it first." Only by pronouncing the names of the 72 demon gods and knowing their abilities can they be summoned to the world and driven; the same is true for some evil spirits, and only those who pronounce their names will be entangled by them."

"...That's why the locals blacked out all the names...Because when facing this kind of thing, the most effective defense is to eliminate the possibility of contact from the very beginning!" Max slapped his thigh, "I can't think of that , I never caught a ghost when I was a policeman."

Lori quickly stood up and put away all the documents, dropped a few US dollars, and said, "...Thank you, I think I completely understand..."

Then, she pulled her sister to leave.

Gibb looked around inexplicably, grabbed her and asked in a low voice, "You don't want to know about your mother?"

"No... If what they said is true, then we can't know more here. Besides, inquiring about this matter itself may bring danger, we have to think long-term..." Lori quickly explained, and then Glanced over to the bar.

Gibb also turned his head and saw Selene's lowered eyebrows, and asked her out of nowhere, "...what are you?"

"As you can see..." Selene slightly turned her head and opened her mouth. Two pointed upper canine teeth stretched out in front of everyone, and her eyes were also shrouded in a cloud of black mist.

The three girls screamed in fright, and fled out of the door.

"...I'm a vampire." Selene closed her mouth and finished the second half of her sentence, quietly picking up her draft beer.

The rain on Elm Street had stopped, but the girls were still shivering as they walked.

"... Vampires, there are really vampires in this world!" Kiya kept talking to herself, and couldn't help but move her body closer to her two sisters.

Gibb was also terrified, but he still pretended to be calm and smiled: "Don't you like watching "Interview with the Vampire" the most?"

"...That's just because of Brad Pitt and Tom Cruise." Lori also said, and the three chatted about irrelevant things at the same time. Only in this way can they suppress the fear in their hearts.

But before they got home, they saw a police car speeding past with its lights on, heading in another direction.

A few people suddenly felt that something was wrong, and quickly trotted towards the place where the police car disappeared.

Next to Miles' party house, the evicted men and women sat in a trance on the stone steps beside the road, and some wept softly.The police officers pulled up the cordon, and Blake, who had just walked out of the scene, bent down and vomited a mess.

"Blake!" Several girls rushed up to support him in shock, and Gibb, who was the most impatient, quickly asked, "Blake, where's Trey?"

Blake spit out the things in his mouth, gasped for breath, and cried with tears all over his face: "Trey is dead! He was killed on the bed, and the whole body was broken in two, oh, my sky……"

After finishing speaking, he remembered the scene he had just seen, acid water surged up in his stomach, and he vomited on the ground again with a "crack".

Chapter 8 Taboo

Blake, whose face was full of tears, could not go home to rest. As the first witness at the scene, he had already been taken to the police station to make a statement.

Lori, Gibb and Kia stayed where they were until the officers started coming and chasing people away.

"Don't watch the excitement, you should go home now." The sheriff said, "Lorrie? Your father will be worried to death. Go back now, and I will see you off."

The girls got into the police car in a panic, and a person they had just met died suddenly. This shock and horror cannot be eliminated in a short time.

On the contrary, Luo Li was the first to calm down. She rolled down the car window and was about to ask something, but she heard the sheriff who was a few meters away from her with his back turned to reprimand her subordinates: "...Stop talking , damn it. It's impossible!"

The subordinates responded: "...It must be Freddy Kruger, the child died on the bed, there is unfinished suction on the bedside..."

"Don't! Mention! That name!" The sheriff was furious, and grabbed his subordinate's collar: "Have you forgotten how much work it took us to make him disappear! Go back to the police station and make a good record!"

"...Freddie Krueger?" Several girls repeated in a low voice in doubt. They intuitively felt that there was something wrong with the name, but before they thought about it, the sheriff had already sat in the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt and said: "Okay, kids, I'll take you home."

"We're staying at Lori's tonight," Gibb said hastily.

"...Also, it's safer to stay with a few more people. Remember to close the windows and lock the door, and don't go out tonight."

The sheriff said he glanced out the car window at the police officers who had gradually begun to evacuate, turned the steering wheel and stepped on the gas pedal.

The road at night after the rain looked extremely empty and deserted, and the few people in the car didn't want to talk until the police car stopped at the gate of 1428 Elm Street.

"Get out of the car, Lori. Girls... remember to be safe, and it's best to sleep together."

The sheriff finished his final instructions and drove away in the police car.For him, tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

The three girls helped each other back to Loli's house, discussing while taking a bath together.

"...God, I didn't expect that something would happen to Trey... Although that guy is not very good, he is really stupid and bold, and he is the least like the kind of person who might encounter supernatural forces." Gibb said, she is very concerned about My ex-boyfriend knew it very well, and it was very puzzling why he was the one who reported first.

While washing her hair, Kia closed her eyes and said, "What if it wasn't some supernatural force that killed him? Are we thinking too much, maybe Trey just... encountered some perverted killer..."

Lori responded in a low voice: "My God, since when did we start to think that psycho killers are no big deal? This time it's really wrong, because the attitude of those policemen is not like a psycho killer, but seems to be in a hurry to let everyone go home , Stop paying attention to this matter."

Gibb heard something wrong, and quickly asked: "You mean this time is the same as four years ago? Trey's death will be blacked out in the news?"

"Tomorrow we will know... Remember to read the news, there may be no related reports at all. And what if it is really done by evil spirits? We must not mention that name from now on."

Lori replied.

On the other side, Blake finished the notes in a daze, and walked out of the police station accompanied by his father.

"Did I tell you not to be friends with that Trey?" Father was still nagging while sitting in the car, "Come with me to pick up your sister tomorrow, you can't go anywhere these days!"

"Dad! Can't you respect the dead man? He's my best friend, he's never done anything bad to me, and today he's a victim!"

cried Blake, turning his body the other way and curling his back.

Until now, he could still recall the tragedy of Trey when he opened the door. The bed was broken in half, and so was Trey on the bed. Blood and internal organs flowed out from the cut below.

Trey was still alive at the time, and when he turned his head and saw him, he was still breathing weakly and said, "... Blake... run..."

Luckily, the cops aren't as suspicious of Blake as their idiot counterparts are in the usual movies, probably because they think one person can't do it anyway.

While the body was shaking, his father drove him back to his home.Under the silence on the side of the road, he began to seriously think about what happened to Trey.

There's no psychotic killer who can break a guy and his bed in half, unless the killer happens to be King Kong... and no one else in the party knew about it at the time, if it wasn't for Blake's exclamation that attracted them If you had any idea, they must still be puffing and bobbing around the dance floor.

"I'm going to catch him, whoever he is, for you, Trey."

He whispered to himself... Of course, at the same time, it can also eliminate the shame of being scared to pee his pants by the death of his good brother.

"Yeah, I don't think you can."

His father who was driving suddenly said again, and Blake turned his head irritably, just about to argue a few more words, when he suddenly saw his father turn his head, and that face was completely different from the one he was familiar with.

"Oh, Falk!" Blake exclaimed in panic.

Right in front of his eyes, his father's face bleeds, rots, falls off piece by piece, and finally turns into severely burned bare flesh, with a mouth full of rotten teeth and wide, bloodshot eyes.

"Hehehe... You said you were going to catch me? But I caught you first..." The weird man put on his black wide-brimmed round hat slowly. His fingertips were not nails, but feet long A sharp blade, with a dazzling cold light shining on the blade.

Blake was so frightened that he was about to collapse, and asked loudly, "What, what? Who are you?"

"Who am I?! Who am I?!"

The strange man seemed to be irritated by his question, he poked his head suddenly, forced several sharp knives to Blake's chest, and cursed angrily: "How dare you forget me? I'm Freddy Kruger! ...I am your eternal nightmare, the embodiment of your fears!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Blake's chest with one claw.

Blake groaned in shock, but soon discovered that the scary blade seemed to have been stuck in a puddle of water, directly passing through his chest cavity, but did not cause any harm, no bleeding, and no wound.

"Well... lucky boy. You're not scared enough...but soon, hehehehe... soon you'll remember me, it won't be too long..."

Freddy smiled and covered Blake's face, a thick darkness enveloped him.

"Ahhh! Damn it!"

Blake yelled and waved his limbs, then was held down by his father beside him.

"Blake, Blake, wake up!" said the father. "Have you had a nightmare? We're home, go take a shower."

"Don't, don't touch me!" Blake, who had just seen his father turned into another person in his dream, was obviously terrified. He hurriedly unfastened his seat belt and ran out of the car. Gradually regained his sanity.

"...What did that man say?...Freddie Kruger?"

Thinking of this, he bent down and squatted on the side of the road... He needed to be quiet for a while, the nightmare just now made his heart almost jump out, so he had to slow down.

The name Freddy Kruger, after being forgotten for several years, suddenly spread in another way, and officially declared that all the efforts of the police over the past few years have been futile.

Because Trey's death was too curious, many details of the case spread immediately.

For example, before he died, he actually picked up a dead body at the party scene, and carried the unconscious Fanny upstairs; for example, after he got high, he scolded Gibb, calling her a "bitch among bitches"; for example, Blake When I was carried out by the police, my pants were wet a lot, and so on and so on.

Of course, the most widely spread is the 180-degree bending method of death.

In addition, some people at the party swore that the first thing the police said after seeing the scene was "Damn it, it's Freddy!"

The strange thing is that no one knows who Freddy is, since he should be famous from the tone of these police officers.Some serial killer wandering into Springwood?What dangerous man has the FBI been hunting for years?Everyone doesn't know, and can't find any information.

Later, a certain scholar solved the problem.

According to him, in fact, all the information published on the Internet will leave traces, but ordinary people do not know how to find it; although the paper materials in the archives and the records in the library are blacked out, he still finds them from the Internet. A report was found in the corner.

It was some tiny private website, probably now defunct because it was so under-visited and too expensive to run, that it ran an article four years ago titled "Weird Stories Around Us - Elm Street massacre".

The article does not list any strong evidence, and of course the website owner does not need it. A horrible story is enough... Although the whole article is bloody and embellished, it does mention this man named "Freddie Kruger" people.

By the time the police responded, Freddy had already become the most widely circulated urban legend among middle school students in Springwood Town.

They had to hold a press conference to clarify that the previous death case did not match any rumors, and the real suspect should be a psychopath according to the police's deduction, and he was a copycat of the Crystal Lake killer Jason.

This weak explanation not only failed to convince the students, but even contributed to the spread of rumors.

Lori, Gibb, and Kia don't even know what's going on when they hear people around them talk about Freddy in a measured way at school.

"Uh... What did that vampire in the bar say? You have to know the name of the evil spirit before you can be entangled and violated, right?" Lori asked with a dark face.

Gibb and Kia nodded at the same time, and then looked at the excited crowd, feeling a chill rise from their heels and reach the top of the sky.

Chapter 9 Rain

Selene loves rainy days.

Not only is the low temperature in the air making it easier for her to stay active, but also because when it rains, she can also walk on the street during the day without worrying about being blown up into a cloud of ashes.

Why are vampires afraid of the sun?For thousands of years, every vampire has wanted to know the answer to this question.

With eternal life and endless time, many vampires have of course accumulated huge wealth and resources; independent scientific research institutions have long been established within the vampires, and one of the most important topics is to study themselves.

There are so... some unlucky ones who were asked to donate their own blood and transform a group of descendants to be used as experimental subjects.

In the end, the research laboratory concluded that "ultraviolet rays" are the most harmful part of sunlight to vampires.The somatic cells of a vampire will quickly disintegrate under the irradiation of pure ultraviolet rays. The heat emitted by a single cell during this process is enough to burn the glass slide. If it is composed of dozens of trillions of cells that make up the body together...

So, the vampire in the sun spontaneously combusts and burns himself to death.

Although many vampires despise humans and think that humans are a lowly race that only knows how to kill each other, it is an obvious fact that almost all vampires are transformed from humans and have the same weaknesses as humans... The result of the research on sunlight is , the nobles had a better and more convenient way to execute their own kind.

These weapons are held in the hands of a few people to maintain the strict hierarchical order within the vampire.

Even though Selene, as a death walker, is one of the strongest fighters in the group, she can only obey Klein, a despicable villain who relies on the elder's shadow to dominate.

Who knows?Maybe when they wiped out all werewolves, "death walkers" would no longer be necessary.

What did the bar owner say?After all the rabbits are caught, it's the hunting dog's turn to be boiled and eaten, right?

I don't know if I said something that I shouldn't reveal when I was slightly drunk these two days... But the special aroma of various wines and the wonderful pleasure when I'm a little drunk are really hard to stop, if I don't have work tonight If so, she must have gone drinking again.

For this enjoyment that is not easy to exchange for, she is now frantically collecting all kinds of silver coins.After all the werewolves were killed, she would just stay there every night and be a drunk who didn't think about anything...

Of course, she will not forget her current job...or, in other words, the meaning of supporting her to live till now.

The strange human in the tavern once asked why she was so obsessed with something that might be about werewolves.

That's because hatred... can transcend time.

It has been 600 years, and she hasn't hated for a second. The boiling emotion burns her chest, which is more painful than the so-called "rectified vodka".

On the opposite tower, her colleague put down his binoculars and cast a questioning gaze at her.

"Lock the werewolf..."

Selene thought about it and nodded at him.

In the gloomy torrential rain, the vampire in leather jumped down and landed on the ground lightly and quietly, without even attracting the attention of the surrounding pedestrians.They are all so busy that paying attention to those around them is an unnecessary luxury.

[11. No. 11]

Oddly enough, the city, which is supposed to be a testament to human prosperity and dynamism, becomes more sombre the larger it grows.

The whole city was gray and black in the rain, and people with umbrellas looked numb, like another kind of undead; the steel and masonry buildings oppressed the space, forming a larger coffin.