American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 23 Enter
"FBI! Open the door!"

Baling kicked the two doors open.

Inside the church, everyone's eyes were focused on Ross and Baling beside him.

Archbishop Crisbella put on her special robes and was surrounded by believers.

At this critical moment, unity is the best choice.

Chris Bella: "Sure enough, you're here, evil stranger."

Without any hesitation, Ross, eager to save his daughter, stepped into the church again and shouted, "I'm here. Where's my daughter?"

Chrisbella ignored Ross and just looked behind her, at the scarecrow that had frightened her.

After that escape, Chris Bella couldn't help but reflect: How did Silent Hill become like this?
After all, Chrisbella is a man who has seen many ups and downs. He has lived in Silent Hill for so many years and has been able to fool so many believers into working for him. He is definitely not a simple person.

The last time they met, it was only a few glances. Afterwards, when she came to her senses, she had already figured out a lot of information.

Unknown changes often come from the generation of variables.

As long as you clear your thoughts and unravel the mystery, you will get the answer.

The monster, which resembles a stick insect, is made entirely of straw and must be related to the scarecrow that attacked the crowd before.

The last time the monster revealed her name, she knew from the tone of his voice that it must be someone she knew, and the voice sounded a little familiar.

So, who could it be?
It’s so hard to guess.

Chris dug out the body buried in the basement overnight, and then she realized it.

At this moment, Chrisbella continued, "Blazer Balin. This sacred sanctuary will be a boundary you cannot cross!"

"Yes, I'm coming."

"I crawled back from hell, Chrisbella!"

Baling smiled indifferently, and as his hoarse voice spoke, his body gradually deformed. In the horrified eyes of the believers, the scarecrow stretched and twisted, and turned into a monster that looked like a stick insect again.

“My god…”

The monster was right at the door, and it was displayed alive in front of them. The timid believers' legs went weak and they retreated behind the archbishop, protecting him in front of them.

Chris, who was already old, forced himself to calm down, his voice trembling:

"Don't panic. I'm here. It's broad daylight, what are you afraid of?"

"Our faith is as strong as iron; he cannot get in."

"We're only dealing with a weak witch! Why, are you afraid of even that?"

"I order you to go and capture that witch..."

Before Chrisbella could finish her words, her throat suddenly became stuck, as if being strangled by an invisible hand.

The horrible straw monster pried at the door, bent down, and walked into the church in broad daylight, just like a passerby who was in a hurry to pee and walked into a public toilet, it was so easy and casual.

“You, you, you…you!”

Crisbella stammered in fear, her fingers shaking.

She didn't understand why Baling could walk in so openly.

Where is faith? Save it!

Baling straightened his back, his long spine straight as a spear, with a sneer on his face, and said:

"Are you surprised? I didn't say I couldn't come in."

Baling could actually always come in, but after coming in, the dark power would be suppressed, just like him during the day.

If he had entered the church alone with his previous strength and a fight really broke out, he would most likely die again due to being outnumbered!
Therefore, he never went into the camp alone.

"Hehehe! Don't panic, the bigger one is still to come!"

Before Chris could figure out what he meant, Baling suddenly moved closer to Ross.

"Bear with it, it will be a little painful." After saying that, he stabbed a knife into Ross's body.

Rose was just startled by Baling's close proximity to her face, and then she was stabbed. She stared at Baling in a daze, with puzzled thoughts popping up in her mind.

Aren't we in the same group? Why did you stab me?
Go stab them! Ross covered the bleeding wound, but he couldn't stop the black blood from flowing.

The light disappeared in an instant, and without warning, ominous darkness enveloped the church.

The next second, the light of candles and flashlights appeared.

Ross fell to his knees, his dark blood soaking the floor, dissolving large areas, and ashes began to manifest and float.

And below is a bottomless and dilapidated mining area.

In the center was a raised iron bed, and lying inside was Alessa.

Church, entered the other world.

"What have you done, Ross?"

"You brought darkness into the church. Without faith, how can we fight against the devil?"

Chrisbella roared at the top of her lungs. She couldn't believe that someone was willing to become an accomplice of the devil.

"For Sharon," Ross said firmly.

Archbishop Chrisbella felt a great terror coming, and a feeling called death was gradually enveloping her.

Alesha appeared.

Alessa arrived here on a hospital bed, accompanied by barbed wire stretching all over the sky.

The iron wires were like flexible tentacles, extending her arms and legs and clearing away obstacles for her. In an instant, the church was filled with moving iron wires.

The first one to die will be you!

Chris! Bella!
There was endless hatred burning in Alyssa's eyes.

Endless iron wires shot out, advancing like guns and spinning like whips, tying up the hateful archbishop in the blink of an eye.

Chris wailed "No" in fear, and at the moment before her death, her ugly fear was revealed.

The archbishop was hung in the air like a roast duck, and the next moment, the iron wire pierced her body from bottom to top.

The flesh was pierced madly, and the wire kept sliding through the holes.

Chris was forced to experience pain worse than death!

Every second, every inch of flesh and blood from the outside to the inside is being torn apart repeatedly.

Tear!

The level of violence and bloodiness is almost as high as that of some epic TV series. Chris is immediately torn in half and dies.

Dark Alesha bathed in the blood rain, opened her arms and spun around.

at the same time.

The devout believers had already realized that the situation was not good, so they retreated behind and ran towards the church gate.

But to their despair, the door had been tightly shut, and the barrier that once protected them had become an obstacle to their survival.

At this time, Baling came.

After the church entered the other world, the dark power revived and Baling felt full of strength.

He activated the dark power in his body, and the straw grew wildly visibly. His body was expanding, and soon a tall and mighty man appeared.

He was a burly man with four arms, his face covered with a white hockey mask and a half iron helmet on his head.

One hand held a machete, the other hand held an axe, and the other two arms grew on the back, and were longer and thicker than normal arms.

Baling roared and rushed towards the crowd.

Heaven created all things to nourish man, but man has nothing to repay Heaven!

Kill kill kill kill kill kill!

Damn it! You born evil pagans, I'm going to scatter you right now!

(End of this chapter)