A common tavern that connects all fantasy worlds

No wonder vampires are so adapted to the modern age... this place is more like their home than "the lair".

The city's subway, in particular, is dark, corrupt, antiquated, and even underground, just right for the daily activities of the living dead.

So thought Selene, who followed the werewolf's trail into the subway, letting the rain drip from her wet hair.

She noticed a man, a young man with brown hair, a strong body, and good looks.

It's not that Selene has suddenly awakened to human aesthetics, but that this man does have a unique temperament, strong enough but not wild like a werewolf, handsome enough but not feminine like a vampire.Like most human beings, because life is limited, it is filled with a sense of urgency to accomplish something, but is fragile and confused, wondering if I am on the right path.

"What would his blood taste like?" Selene thought suddenly, then woke up with a start, reminding herself to focus on her work.

Maybe it was because she drank too much wine last night, and now she can't control her thoughts.Not focused enough... but unable to fight.

Two tall werewolves had already walked over, stepping into the ambush circle she set up.They were in a hurry, as if they were in a hurry to do something, and innocent passers-by stood in the middle of the road, being pushed aside by these impolite beasts.

"No, it doesn't seem like, these two werewolves are following someone!"

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, Selene almost screamed.She suddenly remembered that there was indeed something strange about that handsome young man... There might be some small wound on his body, the faint blood floating in the air was too tempting, anyway, the smell was not like any ordinary human being.

That's why she thought he was special just now!

She wouldn't have noticed...if she hadn't been tasting various types of wine these days and trying to break down the differences in taste.

Just when she was wondering why two werewolves were chasing an ordinary person, the sound of a bullet being loaded suddenly came from behind the pillar where she was hiding.

"Blood!" the tall werewolf shouted.

She reacted quickly, and immediately lowered herself and rushed towards another bunker. Sure enough, in the next second, a series of bullets hit the place where she was originally, with strange small explosion sounds and the sound of gravel splashing.

More bullets were fired at her compatriots who surrounded her from behind. The gunpowder smoke and gunshots exploded in the cramped space. The ordinary humans on the subway were so frightened that they lay on the ground, screaming and screaming. Rolling and scrambling to escape to the direction of the entrance.

"...these savages..."

Selene cursed in a low voice, the opponent's firepower was like a violent storm without stopping, leaving large and small bullet craters on the walls and pillars, and sprinkled dust and brick debris all over the floor.

She pulled out the pistol full of sterling silver bullets at her waist, and when she was about to find a chance to charge, she suddenly saw another werewolf flashing out from the far side, and raised her gun towards this side.

"Bang! Bang!"

Amid the gunshots, Selene quickly jumped up, rolled forward and hid in the carriage, but her compatriots did not react so quickly, and fell down after being shot in the chest.

Selene looked back at him in disbelief, watching him fall to the ground in pain, losing the strength to support his body, blue-purple light emerged from his body, scorching him and igniting all the cells in his body .

"...ultraviolet light!"

On the other side, the vampire who heard the gunfire outside the subway also rushed down, roaring and joining the battle group.

"Retreat!" Selene made a decisive decision immediately, shouted to the outside of the carriage, then leaned out her upper body, and sprinkled a piece of silver light in a certain direction.

That was another very effective cold weapon she carried with her, commonly known as darts... also made of sterling silver, specially aimed at werewolves.

The tall werewolf was hit, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground with a snap. He screamed in pain and wanted to pull out the dart that was deeply inserted into the muscle, but in the end he only let the fingers and the wound emit bursts of blue smoke.

The effect of a werewolf being hit by silver is similar to that of a vampire being exposed to the sun. It is an unstoppable burning pain and burning reaction. The only way to get rid of it is to get rid of the source of the influence as soon as possible.

But the werewolf no longer had this chance. Just as he was frantically drawing a dart, Selene strode out with a gun in his hand, and squeezed the trigger on his forehead with eyes wide open.

The sterling silver bullets blasted his head into countless pieces like a smashed watermelon, white, red, and pink, scattered on the already messy ground, emitting a rancid smell that disgusted her.

The vampire who was fighting the werewolf hurriedly shook off the splashed flesh and asked suspiciously, "Selene?"

"Go, this is wrong, they have ultraviolet weapons!" Selene said, picked up the gun in the werewolf's hand and handed it to him, pushing him to the direction of the subway exit.

She didn't forget that there was another werewolf behind her... and that thing had already completed its transformation and rushed towards her.

Its stature, which was not short, became taller again, its limbs were especially thick, its whole body was covered with gray-black hair, its sharp teeth and claws were twenty or thirty centimeters long, standing upright like a hill.

"Whoa!"

The werewolf let out a long howl, and rushed towards this side on all fours.

Selene unhurriedly took out a grenade from her pocket, pulled the fuse and threw it directly under her feet, and then pulled up the man who was lying on the ground looking dumbfounded... the man who was so special that he was being followed by werewolves.

"If you don't want to die, follow me."

She said, dragging the man, she jumped into the carriage, grabbed his collar and rushed towards the back of the subway train.

There was a loud ping bang from behind, the sound of a grenade exploding.

The grenade filled with high explosives and silver powder created a huge wave of air in the underground space of the subway station, rumbling and shattering several sections of the glass window of the subway train, and even the car body creaked and dented a piece .

Selene kicked open the door at the rear of the train and dragged the man down.Although the man was physically strong, he was still like a marionette in front of a vampire, completely powerless to fight back, and almost vomited out of the shock.

"Where are we...going..." he gasped.

The female vampire in a tight leather jacket picked him up by the back of his neck and looked to the side.In the maintenance lane, a neon sign that read "BAR" was glowing on a door that only she could see.

"...shut up, human." She said, walked over to the man's neck, and pushed open the door.

The man just felt his eyes light up, being thrown from the uncomfortably damp darkness of the subway tracks into the warm light, blinding him for a few seconds.

Being thrown heavily on the ground, he rubbed his eyes, and only heard a few girls' screams by his ears.

"My God, it's that vampire!"

"We've had enough bad things today..."

Chapter 10 Destiny

"You're safe here."

Selene said, then immediately turned and went back, even ignoring the complaints that a few girls blurted out carelessly.The concentration, decisiveness and speed of her actions make people feel awe.

The man thrown in by her snorted twice in pain, Xue Li and Max had no choice but to step forward and lift him up from the ground covered in dust and blood.Strangely, the Selene who brought him in was as clean as new, and the leather jacket didn't even have a scratch.

She also insisted that she has no cleanliness.

Xue Li patted the dust off his body and asked, "Okay sir, you're all right. What's your name?"

The man looked around before answering.

An ordinary corner bar... but considering that I was dragged off by a woman who was so tough that I was just in the subway, then this bar may not be so ordinary.

Maybe it’s the fun of the bar owner. On each table are small vases of different shapes and materials, with small flowers of several colors in them; next to the vases are dolls made of various waste materials, such as On his nearest table, there is a cute little robot with gears as eyes, springs as its body, and short hands and feet. The metal luster against the flowers creates an unspeakable sense of loneliness.

Just behind the bar, there is a steering wheel hanging on the door of the wine cabinet. The rough steel chain is wrapped around a shining chrome-plated metal circle. Carve out a scorching sun.

"...Mike..." After looking around, he answered the question just now, "What kind of place is this?"

"Looks like we've got plenty of time to go over this, sir."

Xue Li, who helped Max to sit in front of the bar with Max, smiled, turned back to the bar and wiped his hands, and then continued: "...The good news is that you are indeed safe here, no one or any creature is safe. Might hurt you here, and you won't get sick, grow old, or die for any reason. The bad news is you're not the chosen guest of our tavern, and the only guest in the world you're in hasn't had a wish yet, so...unless she comes back Take you away, or you won't be able to get out. What would you like to drink?"

Not only that, it seems that this gentleman also helped him discover a small bug in the tavern: Selene didn't intend to hurt him, and she didn't do anything to hurt him in the tavern. Open the hand... It was his own weight and gravity that knocked Mike hard enough.

Speaking of which, is this tavern also located on some earth?Because obviously up to now, none of the guests have noticed that there is anything wrong with gravity; or in the sense of mysticism, "gravity" can only be distorted and manufactured?

Mike rubbed his ribs, gasped for breath, and said: "...your bar is not bad, especially these little decorations...but I have to go home, I have to go to work tomorrow."

Xue Li, who heard this kind of social animal's speech, shook his head and pointed towards the door: "You can try it... But you will accept the reality sooner or later."

Sure enough, Mike, who couldn't open the door at all, was still persuaded... especially after Lori and Gibb kindly showed him what it means to come and go freely.Even following closely behind the two girls, he couldn't get away, he would just bump his head against the door that didn't know when it was closed.

After trying this a few times, he resigned himself to his fate, sat back at the bar, took money out of his pocket to buy a glass of beer.

"Hey, British pounds." Xue Li took the money and handed it to Max first: "Do you think this money can be used in your world?"

Max shook the pound, looked at it under the lamp, and nodded affirmatively: "Yes. The shape is the same."

Lori and Gibb's dollars are fully usable in Max's world...Xue Li infers that this is because the ages and background settings of the two worlds are roughly similar, and the screenwriters and directors who assume they exist don't want to bother to redesign the dollars.

But what exactly is a so-called "fantasy world" made of?

As I said to Max before, there is still a lot of information in these worlds that "even the creators don't know", and things that are constantly evolving "outside the camera".

In "Mad Max", of course there are other countries on the earth besides Australia, otherwise who will fight the war with whom?These countries must have suffered from the same radiation and harsh weather, after all, the atmosphere is shared by humans.

How did the people of these countries survive in the wasteland era?What is the story of what happened to them?

A few movies, a few literary works, a few comics, and a few games, at best, can only be regarded as a drop of water fished out of this huge ocean of information, and placed as samples under the microscope called "audio-visual entertainment".

If these substances and information are the same as the reality that Xue Li once existed, and are developed by real natural laws over astronomical time, then how do the so-called "works" in reality know these things?

This is something I really can't think about.

On the other side, the three girls who were chattering about the strange things that happened in Springwood Town also came around and stared at Mike curiously, making him a little uncomfortable.

This time it should be an ordinary human being!Looking at the way he was brought in by the female vampire just now, he was neither voluntary nor able to resist; although he looks a little handsome and tall and strong, his personality seems to be very docile.

"Hey... Mike, right?"

Gibb was the first to speak. She took off her baseball cap, sat down next to Mike, and asked.

"Yeah." Mike knew at a glance that the three girls were not very old, and he probably had a sad generation gap with him who was married and widowed; but he couldn't go out and chat with other people. Has the owner of the bar already cast a look of "tell me if you have a story"?

Holding this attitude, he was quickly taken aback by Gibb's next question: "...do you know that vampire?"

There was a generation gap...just probably not the one he thought it would be.

"Vampire?" Mike almost spit out the beer in his mouth, turned his head and asked suspiciously.

"...Just... the woman who threw you in just now..."

Gibb replied, and Mike suddenly realized: No wonder he felt that the lady had a mysterious aura, and she was so strong... A strong man of more than 190 pounds is not something that any girl can pick up and walk around.

"I...didn't know she was a vampire," he said.

"No...that's not right, at least there is something special about you, right?" Lori also joined the conversation, "For example, your blood is particularly sweet, or you usually like to pay attention to occultism, or you have experienced some special things. We are all people from another world, even if you tell these things, it doesn’t matter, we just want to know, are there any 'rules' or 'reasons' behind these events?"

It was only now that Xue Li behind the bar understood that these girls were not simply curious about Mike.

They have also experienced horrible mysterious incidents recently, and even the girl named Gibb, her ex-boyfriend who just broke up, died on the bed curiously, and it was probably caused by ghosts.

Under such circumstances, of course they will start to doubt the world, thinking that something should not have happened in their town, so four years ago, and now it has brought retribution.

Under normal circumstances, this is just overthinking. Salem even had a witch trial, isn't it okay now?But now Xue Li really doesn't dare to promise - isn't this tavern fantasy enough? !Max also admitted that "time slows down when the adrenaline rushes", is this very scientific?

Mike obviously didn't think so. He smiled wryly, looked at these innocent girls, and said seriously: "What can I do? My wife did die in a car accident, and that's why I decided to study medicine... But there are countless people who have experienced this kind of thing in this world. I am not a particularly good doctor, I can only say that I am competent; I usually have no other hobbies other than studying, studying, and working, and I have never been in the occult. touch."

"Do you believe in God?" Xue Li asked suddenly.

"...I believe, but maybe...not so pious now." After Mike finished speaking, he took a big gulp of beer.

The death of a loved one in a car accident will really change a person's world view, especially Mike, who watched and experienced the whole process, and clearly knows how many moments in the process may change everything, making the result better or worse .

Let's put it this way, after recalling that scene countless times, he had to believe that there really was such a thing as "fate" in this world.There is always a limit to human power, and sooner or later everyone will realize that there are very few things in this world that can be changed through their own efforts.The place where you can't focus on everything is fate, and you can't force it...

Since all pain is fate, isn't it natural for him to doubt and complain about the one who is in charge of arranging everything?

But Lori wasn't satisfied with the answers she got.

Judging from what Mike said, bad luck is like Russian roulette, and one unlucky one has to be chosen, and his mother is just that random number.

This is really a more cruel reason than "did something wrong", because the specific behavior can at least be avoided.

"I guess I'll never know exactly what happened four years ago. My mom's death...maybe really just bad luck..."

Lori, who walked out of the tavern, said this to her sister in a depressed manner, and Gibb and Kia didn't even know how to comfort her.

But the silence of the night was soon broken by the siren of a police car. This time, the police car was turning around the street corner and slowed down in front of several people.

"Ladies, please go home and close the doors and windows immediately, please go home and close the doors and windows immediately!"

That's what the police car yelled through the loudspeaker, and then sped off further down Elm Street.

Relying on her tall stature, Kia saw the place where the red and blue police lights were flashing from a distance. She narrowed her eyes and asked Jib beside her suspiciously, "Isn't that Blake's house?"

Chapter 11 curious

Blake was beheaded.

He is said to have been sitting in his courtyard, dozing on a bench under the verandah outside the window.When his father was worried about him and wanted to tell him to go back to his room to rest, when he opened the door, he saw the child holding his own head.

At the funeral, the tough Texan broke down in tears and had to be supported by friends to hear the pastor's eulogy for his son.

As Blake's classmates, the three of Lori were also able to attend his funeral.

When the coffin was lowered into the grave and the first shovel of soil was sprinkled, Gibb finally managed to hold back and asked Lori in a low voice, "Freddie Kruger did this too?"

"Otherwise?" Lori also replied in a low voice, "The neighbors of Blake's family didn't even hear anything, not even the dog barking... Also, this is another person who was killed in his sleep."

[12. No. 12]

Kia came over, and she inquired about more things: "...Many classmates who live on Elm Street said that they started to have nightmares, and the content of the nightmares was surprisingly consistent..."

Before she finished speaking, Lori stared at her with half-dead eyes, and spoiled the nightmare for her: "...the little girl covered in blood with 'empty eyes', the blood and flames that surround the whole world , and scary nursery rhymes."