American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 20 Sharon
What the hell?
With a loud bang, the water pipe hit the triangular helmet.

Baling raised his foot and stomped hard without even shaking his body. The believer suddenly froze, like a little mouse that was stepped on.

With a crisp snap, the believer who failed in the sliding tackle had most of his ribs broken and blood gushed out of his mouth.

In an instant, the knife came down!
The rusty machete slashed diagonally, the blade cutting through the flesh and blood, and a head flew back.

The bodies of the believers rolled apart.

Seeing the tragic death of their companions, the remaining believers lost their courage. They turned their backs and fled in the opposite direction regardless of everything.

"Hmph! I want to escape!"

Holding the hilt of the knife with both hands, Baling exerted strength with his arms, spun around and swung out a ray of cold light.

The broad and thick blade stirred up a bloody wind and transformed into a high-speed spinning propeller, chasing after the fleeing cultists.

Two shrill screams occurred simultaneously.

Kara!
There was an unignorable sound of chopping bones, and two streaks of blood burst out.

The huge machete instantly severed two spines, the blade piercing through and cutting through the fragile flesh, and the remaining blade was stuck in the crack of the broken wall.

The upper body that was cut in half was staring with horror, while the lower body that lost its support slowly fell down.

"I told you not to run away. Why bother dying so ugly?"

Baling bent down and looked at the only believer whose body was intact.

"Um...don't..."

Blood foam continued to flow from the believer's mouth. He could not utter a complete sentence, and the look in his eyes became increasingly dim.

Baling removed his foot that had crushed the believer's chest, stretched out his five fingers, and with sharp nails growing on the tips of his fingers, he pressed them against the believer's sunken chest.

Under his extremely terrified gaze, Baling's five fingers were like five sharp iron spikes, deeply embedded in the flesh.

"Hiss!" A deep breath.

The cultist's body suddenly twitched violently, his eyes bulged out from behind his goggles, and his face turned extremely pale.

"Take a deep breath. It's normal to feel pain."

Baling said gently, and the hand inserted into his chest spread out straw, taking root in the flesh and blood, and the wildly growing roots frantically plundered life.

The withered scarecrow's face revealed an intoxicated look, and vitality flowed into its body bit by bit. This straw body finally received the long-lost nutrients.

Then, Baling used the same trick again and devoured the life of the remaining three people. In a moment, only four mummies were left on the field.

It looked shriveled and ugly, not in keeping with the appearance of a deceased person, so Baling considerately grew clumps of straw and stuffed it into the body.

He said that he would make these believers feel the pain!
Baling simply plundered the vitality of the evil cultists' bodies and put it into his own body, but their souls were still in Silent Hill.

That belonged to Dark Alesha, and he didn't move.

In the future, perhaps Dark Alesha will stuff the soul back into the body, make some changes, and let the believers taste the pain once again.

Just like their predecessors who died early but often reappeared in the other world.

After the transformation, Baling returned to the appearance of a scarecrow, but his height had changed significantly.

It was originally the size of a basketball, but now it has grown to the size of a child.

The body's toughness and ductility have also been greatly improved.

"No wonder villains in movies love to commit all kinds of evil. Evil is really fast."

Baling was stunned by the changes in himself and couldn't help but feel emotional.

Now, with new gains, Baling’s self-confidence has suddenly increased greatly.

He might be able to do more.

Gradually, he seemed to have a lot of new ideas.

……

the other side.

Alesha's plan went smoothly.

Alyssa is now intensively spying on Ross. In the past, she would do anything for revenge, but since she met Ross, she found that the motherly love she was missing has come.

The throbbing of her soul warmed her heart, and she, lacking love, could not resist it. She wanted to replace, or rather, merge with Sharon.

To monopolize this love.

Therefore, she had to guide Rose through the process to understand what she was going through and know what she needed to tell herself.

Only after going through all this could Ross truly help and accept her.

Baling, who was positioned as a helper, was unable to refute and had to obey.

According to the original plan, he was responsible for secretly protecting Sharon's safety and preventing her from being killed.

Now that Sharon, who represented the good side, is gone, there will never be another one.

At this time, Baling had just enthusiastically helped several believers to finish the filming and leave.

Then hurried to the next set.

The other world is about to end. Baling is walking on the dark streets. It is drizzling and the scattered ashes have returned to the sky.

He walked in the rain, passed one faceless monster after another, and came to the door of an ordinary shop.

The shop is located far away from the church, and the useful supplies inside were taken away by the believers a long time ago.

The little finger separated into a thin thread, drilled into the keyhole, fiddled with it for a few times, and with a click, the door opened.

Baling walked straight into the shop.

Clang!

Suddenly, there was a sound of objects colliding in the room.

It seems that there is someone inside.

"Mommy?" the little girl asked cautiously.

Sharon just woke up and found herself in a very dark place with scary things walking around outside.

Her trusted mother was no longer by her side. She was very scared, but she didn't dare to go out or shout out loud.

"Hehe, little girl, there's no mommy here, only uncle!"

Baling made a hoarse sound, and his laughter was like that of an evil villain.

The little girl screamed and trembled as she huddled under the counter.

"My dear, if you don't come out, I will be angry."

Sharon didn't dare to make a sound, and even her breathing slowed down unconsciously. All she could think of in her little head was "Mommy, save me."

Footsteps sounded one after another, and Baling's figure was sometimes far away and sometimes close, as if he was looking for Sharon.
"Hehehe! Since I can't catch you, I'm going to catch your mother."

After symbolically walking around the shop, Baling suddenly made threats and intimidation.

As an uncle, what I like most is to tease children.

"Mommy, don't take my mommy away."

When the little girl Sharon heard that her mother was going to be taken away, she immediately panicked and hurriedly crawled out from under the counter.

"Hehe, I found you."

A sinister laugh came from behind, and Sharon jumped several steps like a frightened little rabbit.
She turned around and saw a warm candlelight lighting up the room.

I picked this up on the way to Baling.

The light dispels the darkness and brings a sense of security.

At this moment, Sharon finally saw Baling's true appearance - a very ugly scarecrow, and he was not even as tall as her.

The most terrifying thing is often the fear of the unknown.

Although the little girl was very scared before, she felt less afraid after seeing the real owner.

"You...who are you?"

"As you can see, I'm just a scarecrow."

Baling retracted his previous bad behavior. He put the candlestick on the counter and spoke in a kind and gentle tone.

(End of this chapter)