American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 109 No Regrets
These speculations were made by Baling from overhearing Dr. Loomis's conversation.

Jamie's dream and the invisible blood connection can further verify this speculation.

More importantly, when Baling met and looked at Michael, he could clearly see the desire hidden under the hood.

That desire was pure murderous intent towards Jamie.

He wanted to end Jamie's life with his own hands.

Baling didn't know where this murderous intent came from, but he understood that anyone with such murderous intent would definitely give up everything to achieve his goal.

There is only one question left.

That is - when will he appear?

Baling looked around again and again, but still couldn't find Michael.

Michael's target tonight is Jamie, and the killing on the road is to clear the obstacles.

Now, Baling has blocked the entrance to the bell tower to prevent others from disturbing him, and has openly sent out his location.

In this case, Michael should understand and come as invited.

Is he here?

Baling waited.

The crowd below the bell tower had discovered that the passage was blocked and was trying to break the door open.

There was not much time left for Michael, so he took great pains to avoid the crowd's gunfire in exchange for a chance to kill Jamie alone.

If he hesitates any longer, his chances of success will become lower and lower.

So, he showed up.

No one knows when he came.

He was not in the passage below him, but behind Baling. A sharp dagger stabbed in, but it only cut through the leather sheath, leaving a white mark on the skin.

Afterwards, Baling and Jamie were hugged by Michael and fell rapidly from a high altitude without any protection.

The two people in the air were still wrestling, but the child was still not as big as the adult, so Jamie suffered the most.

Baling cannot be separated from Jamie, otherwise Jamie will probably become Jamie sauce.

The people on the ground screamed loudly, but no one could stop it.

boom!
After a loud bang, both of them fell to the hard concrete ground.

Surprisingly, there was no bleeding head, nor was he smashed into a ball of flesh.

Both Jamie in the Venom suit and Michael in the white mask were lying on the ground, motionless and looked like dead.

"Is he dead?" someone in the crowd shouted.

Bang bang bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, as if he had received a reminder, Dr. Loomis immediately emptied the magazine and fired several bullets into Michael's head.

As a result, Michael didn't move.

Like he's really dead.

"Jamie -! No!" At this time, Rachel rushed forward in grief and anger, hugged Jamie who was lying on the ground, pulled off her hood, revealing her fainted face.

Miraculously, Jamie's face was rosy, not pale as if she was about to die. Rachel could even feel Jamie's breathing and heartbeat.

She is not dead and can be rescued.

On this side, the police approached and prepared to collect Michael's body.

Michael's eyelids suddenly moved, and he stretched out a hand, grabbed the nearest policeman, dragged him, and then turned around to clear out the several people who were surrounding him.

"No! He's still alive."

Dr. Loomis instinctively wanted to draw his gun and shoot, but he forgot that the magazine was empty and shot in vain.

Michael rushed forward, picked up a pistol, pointed it at Jamie, and pulled the trigger. Bang!
The bullet slid out of the barrel, and the spinning bullet head shot straight towards Jamie's unprotected face.

Bang!

The bullet fell to the ground.

Michael's confident attack missed.

Bang bang bang!
The magazine was emptied quickly again, but Jamie's flexible neck allowed her to dodge all the shots by simply tilting her head to the side, as if she was a prophet who had predicted all the shooting trajectories in advance.

"Uncle, I'm here to kill you."

Jamie said coldly, pushing away her sister Rachel who was in the way, stepped on the ground, and her body was like an arrow from a bow. In the blink of an eye, she performed a beautiful flying kick in the air.

Michael was kicked and flew backwards, hitting the bricks of the clock tower's outer wall hard, and the hood on his face was kicked open and cracked.

Before he could get up, Baling covered Jamie's head again and attacked again.

A golden rope was put around Michael's neck, and Jamie stepped on the outer wall repeatedly as if it were flat ground.

Michael was in a miserable state. He was hung by his neck and violently dragged upwards. The cracked hood was completely torn apart by the friction with the bricks and stones.

The battle is decided, there is no need to hide anymore.

Under the bright moonlight, Baling's camouflaged golden battle suit broke through the black Spider-Man suit. At this moment, she was the Golden Venom.

With amazing strength, swift speed, and tenacious vitality, Jamie has surpassed humans!
And this power is not only effective against evil, but it is also extremely terrifying to those who offend Jamie!

And there is a deep fear.

"Shit, Jamie has become so fierce. It's over. My elementary school life is going to be so miserable." The yellow-masked kid who had mocked Jamie suddenly looked ashen and his body was shaking.

"Wow, there's going to be dust in my eyes." A black kid wearing a mask of an unknown team cried out.

"Will my face be slapped?" The girl who was also part of the mocking trio touched her face tremblingly.

But these did not seem to affect Jamie's consciousness, because she was watching the battle from a first-person perspective and had no time to pay attention to these minor characters.

After tonight, Jamie is going to dominate the local school!
The top of the bell tower.

Baling has successfully pulled off Michael's hood. Unexpectedly, the face under the hood is not as ugly as Jason or Freddy, but a normal face, even a bit handsome.

Of course, it is still far behind Baling.

"Any last words?"

Baling left the possession and changed back into scarecrow form from the leather suit. Then, he stretched out his five fingers and pressed them on Michael's heart.

"..."

Without saying a word, Michael's manic eyes revealed a rare clarity as he stared at Jamie.

A wet tear rolled down Michael's eyes.

It seems like nostalgia, or guilt, but more of it is relief.

Seeing that he had nothing to say, Baling immediately pierced his chest with one hand, and then took out in an instant!
A powerful suction force erupted, sucking Michael's distorted soul out of his body bit by bit. Soon, it was swallowed up by Baling.

The remaining body lost its vitality, and all the unrepaired wounds broke out. Dark red blood spurted out from more than a dozen bullet holes. This body was dying.

Holding Jamie, who was heartbroken, Baling patted her on the back and comforted her that everything was over.

When Jamie's emotions calmed down a little, Baling transformed into a leather suit again, covered Jamie's body, and then jumped down holding the dead Michael.

During this period, Baling spun out silk several times to relieve the impact of the fall.

Finally, it landed safely on the first floor.

At this time, the crowd had not yet dispersed and everyone was waiting for the results.

(End of this chapter)