American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 108 Waiting

They seemed to be no different from the three people who had played pranks before.

He also stood there motionless, just staring at me.

But that feeling of being watched, that blood connection.

Jamie could sense it at this moment, and she was afraid that the one coming this time was the real deal.

After Jamie said this, the three people who had just gotten out of the car were shocked.

"Jamie, what are you talking about?"

Sister Rachel reached out to grab Jamie, but Jamie dodged lightly.

"No! He did come." Dr. Loomis also saw Michael.

"Is it true? You said the same thing a few minutes ago." The sheriff gripped his pistol tightly and asked doubtfully.

In order to avoid accidentally killing the townspeople, the sheriff decided to give them a warning first:
"Hey! Damn it, no matter who you are, if you play this kind of nonsense prank again, I will shoot you!"

The sheriff's angry tone, coupled with the loaded pistol, clearly showed that he was not joking.

However, the man in the white hood in front was not scared and remained silent.

He is not even afraid of guns. He is definitely not an ordinary resident. He must be a vicious murderer with such courage!
Dr. Loomis was now more certain of his own judgment: "There's no need to waste time talking to something that's not even human."

After saying that, he fired six shots in a row, all of which hit Michael's body, exploding six bloody muzzles.

With each bullet fired, Michael staggered back a step. After six shots, Michael fell down and lay in the shadowy place without moonlight.

Dr. Loomis's decisiveness shocked everyone.

I didn't expect that an old man could be so ruthless and his shooting skills were so accurate.

Wisps of white smoke slowly emerged from the muzzle.

The sheriff suddenly spat out, "Dead, right?"

It's like a question, but also like a conclusion.

Dr. Loomis did not give a definite answer, but just shook his head and said helplessly:

"He won't die so easily. The best outcome is to imprison him when he's weak and never release him."

Undying? How could he survive after being shot six times?!

The sheriff didn't believe it and was the first to run to check the results. However, the facts shocked him greatly.

It’s gone, Michael’s body is gone!
How is it possible? In front of so many people, he was shot six times and then disappeared!

"Could it be that what just happened was an illusion? That's impossible."

Touching the brass bullet that fell to the ground, the sheriff's worldview was facing a huge impact.

Dr. Loomis on the side also had a very ugly expression on his face, but this was not the first time he had encountered such a situation, so he was able to remain calm.

The night wind was blowing, and the sheriff felt a chill on his back. He wondered what kind of opponent he was facing.

"You're too much of a nuisance. Someone's going to be in trouble, or is already going through misery."

Surprisingly, Jamie suddenly uttered some incomprehensible words that were totally inappropriate for a child of her age.

"Jamie, what are you talking about? Don't scare your sister." Rachel wanted to hug Jamie tightly, but she missed and Jamie jumped away.

"Smart people know their homes are about to be robbed. Stupid people are still being led around like dogs."

After Jamie gave a warning, she flicked her wrist and a sticky straw spider silk shot towards the roof of the house. With a tug, she swung up easily.

"Oh my god! Jamie, you..." Rachel was stunned. Now it was her turn to be shocked.

What is going on here?
"I'm Venom! I'm Venom! I'm the strongest Venom! The Venom Armor is so useful. Hehehehe!"

In the moonlight, Jamie danced very smoothly for a while, turned around, leaving behind her back, and continued to swing away.

The remaining three people watched Jamie go away in surprise. Even the knowledgeable Dr. Loomis was so shocked that he was speechless.

A moment later, a distress signal rang from the sheriff's pager, and everyone snapped back to reality, rushing back to the station. It was then that they realized what Jamie had said before she left: hope, there was still time.

……

Tonight is Halloween night.

It should have been a carnival, even if after the carnival, there was loneliness and desolation.

But until then, it’s time to enjoy the holidays.

But the appearance of Michael Myers destroyed all of this, bringing fear, death and grief.

A festival for fun has turned into a death anniversary for some people.

To fight evil, we unite!
The residents of the town spontaneously picked up their hunting rifles and searched the town with the surviving police, determined not to let the tragedy of ten years ago happen again.

On this Halloween night, it's time to end it all.

The later it gets at night, the lower the temperature and the colder the wind.

Especially when you stand on a high place, the coldness will penetrate into your heart.

Baling, who has transformed into the Venom battle suit, can deeply feel it at this moment.

At the highest point of the town is a clock tower.
Squatting on the highest point in the town, overlooking the buildings and people running around, Baling, who temporarily took control of his body, could clearly see the commotion below.

Amidst the noise, what is colder than the cold wind is the breath of death.

More than ten minutes ago, Baling drove the Jamie to try to stop Michael's massacre.

However, he is always one step behind, not because he is not strong enough.

On the contrary, it was Michael who was hiding from Baling.

With his elusive stealth and flash, Baling had just arrived at the scene when Michael disappeared in the blink of an eye.

And screams often come from the other end.

After many times, Baling realized that it was better to sit back and wait for opportunities to come to him than to run around all day long.

He will come no matter what.

Because his target is Jamie's life.

So, Baling came to the bell tower, squatted there, and waited for Michael to arrive.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The melodious and heavy bell sounds rang out one after another.

This unique tone, this figure in the moonlight, this undisguised challenge.

Michael definitely understood.

Gradually, the gunfire below stopped, and the shouting and screaming died down.

The direction of the car lights is converging here, and the flashlight beam is reflected here.

The bell not only attracted Michael, whom Baling hoped to see, but also the town's residents who were eager for revenge.

"Jamie—! Jamie—!"

A familiar voice came with the wind. On the ground, a woman was waving her hands. Baling remembered her. She was Jamie's sister, Rachel.

"Uncle Baling, my sister is here."

"Ok, I know."

"Is she in danger? I'm worried about her."

"No, there are so many people down there protecting her, she'll be fine."

"My...uncle, will he really come? Isn't this an obvious trap?"

"Even if it's a trap, he will definitely step on it."

(End of this chapter)