American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 28 Departure
Repeatedly transfer the consciousness of the original body and the good incarnation.

Baling is becoming more and more accustomed to switching between different perspectives.

He was constantly trying to sense the invisible connection between the two, and was making the best possible preparations for going out.

Baling felt that this benevolent incarnation, which had cost such a huge price to create, must have something extraordinary about it, but it was just hidden too deeply.

The scarecrow is only the size of a palm, and its small body hides huge potential.

Of course, he had no intention of triggering it, at least not now.

Occasionally returning to the ward to check on Alesha, Baling observed carefully and found that Alesha's skin had undergone slight changes. Her body, which had relied on the power of darkness to survive after being burned, was now recovering bit by bit.

Baling sighed: Jason, you have done so many bad things, but now you can indirectly do one good thing, which can be considered as accumulating good karma.

I guess if Jason knew this, he would be so moved that he would give Baling an axe when they meet again.

But it doesn't matter, Baling feels that they will meet sooner or later.

At that time, there will definitely be a passionate and intense exchange, the kind that will require the masks to be pulled off and the faces to be slapped.

During the day, the surface world of Silent Hill.

Baling threw the little scarecrow across the bridge, and as the space changed, the little scarecrow arrived at the real Silent Hill.

Then, Baling was preparing to shift his thoughts.

呲呲!

There seemed to be a sound of electricity in my head, and the connection was suddenly severed.

His vision returned to the Silent Hill surface world.

After waiting for a while, Baling activated the dark power in his body to enhance his perception. Slowly, the invisible connection was restored, but the signal was not very good and there was a delay.

But, it was indeed successful.

The little scarecrow stood there, motionless and dazed.

Baling understood that this was because the strength of the good-faced incarnation was too weak, so the connection between the two would become slow in switching thoughts after they were separated by different spaces.

The solution is also very simple. Make the scarecrow walking outside stronger. Then the two will respond to each other and everything will flow naturally as normal.

"Human world, I, Baling, am back!"

Baling raised his cute head, raised his hands high, and faced the blood-red sunset.

At this moment, he truly felt the warmth, which was different from the cold white light of Silent Hill.

At this moment, Baling felt extremely real.

This is what it means to truly be alive.

"time to go."

Looking back, the reality is that the Silent Hill town is filled with coal smoke and the embers are still burning.

Baling embarked on a new journey alone.

In the surface world, Baling's body entered standby mode.

Silent Hill has finally entered a period of peace.

……

The night is getting darker.

The stars are scattered in the night sky, guarding the bright white moon and embellishing the world together.

Baling walked on the road, step by step, heading away from Silent Hill.

On the seldom-traveled road, the little scarecrow moves his short legs to where he should go.

Although he already has his own promised land, Silent Hill, he is also a successful man with a house, a car and subordinates.

But he is still young and in his prime, so it is time for him to go out into the world and expand his territory.

Even though he temporarily lost the useful dark power and his body was reduced to the size of a toy, Baling still did not regret it, because he knew that he would have everything back.

This kind-faced incarnation has a good foundation. He actually has everything that the original body has, but it is still in a latent seed state, waiting to take root and sprout.

The early stages of development today are just a few rough patches.

After walking for a long time, Baling felt that his feet were worn short when he finally reached the fork in the road.

He trotted to another road, stood in the middle of the highway, and waited quietly.

If I only rely on my legs, I don’t know when I can reach the prosperous area.

Therefore, Baling planned to take a ride and go to a crowded place first, and then slowly plan to improve his strength.

It depends on which lucky person can give him a ride.

Come on!

Baling longed to see the light of car headlights. A cold mountain wind blew, the shadows of the trees swayed, and only the night birds chirped.

Baling, who had been waiting, felt very bored. Tired, he lay down on the asphalt road unconsciously, his eyes staring at the night sky.

After a while, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

Boom boom boom!
The sound of an engine starting could be heard along the mountain road.

The dazzling light shone over, and Baling woke up belatedly.

When I opened my eyes, what caught my eye was a dazzling white light and the heavy shadow of a car following closely behind.

"Wow! It's a fucking huge truck!"

Baling just reacted when the truck had already run over his body.

This was the first time he became so flat.

Forced to follow the wheels and head towards an unknown destination.

The big truck was shaking.

Baling's head was shaking like a mess, and everything he saw was blurry and dizzy.

Being crushed all the way, Baling has become a paper man.

Fortunately, all the hard work was not in vain, and Baling heard the sound of car horns and various conversations of the crowd.

Now, it was almost evening of the next day.

The truck arrived at its destination.

The wheels finally stopped turning.

There was a piece of straw cake stuck on the exposed large tire, which was the flattened Baling.

Despite all the hardships along the way, he was able to hold on.

Baling tried his best to separate himself from the tire little by little.

About half an hour later, the city was already dark.

Colorful neon lights come on.

at this time.

The completely separated Baling slid to the ground and stood up again.

He wrinkled his face and looked at himself in the mirror, looking embarrassed, because the tire marks were deeply imprinted on his body from head to feet.

Damn it, why!
Baling moved his tattered body and moved step by step towards the distance.

He needs to find some pure evil thoughts or negative emotions to vent his anger.

Now, the outside world is in winter.

The falling snow piled up on the ground.

Baling was covered in white, and he tried his best to walk along the dark road.

Passing by a green belt, he suddenly heard a rustling sound inside. Baling stopped, tiptoed closer, and walked in quietly.

After a squeaking wail, a mouse died with hatred in its heart on a winter night.

Under the cover of green leaves.

Baling's arm pierced into Shushu's heart, and the flowing blood was absorbed by the roots. The scarecrow's body slowly changed from flat to plump.

Thanks to Shushu for the takeaway, and thanks to nature for the gift, Amen.

After killing the rat, Baling recovered a little.

He did not choose to move forward, but stayed in the grass, in the dark, looking at the passers-by.

At the same time, his body blocked the entrance of a hole, waiting for the next rat to emerge.

If there is no result, he will act again in the dead of night.

"Squeak!"

Oh, another rat is out.

I'm really lucky tonight.

Baling was in a good mood and was ready to show off his skills to the rat who dared to show his head.

It smells so good. Very good.

A burst of high-purity fragrance wafted by.

Baling immediately turned around, stuck his head out from the gaps between the branches and leaves, and stared at the two women who happened to pass by here, his eyes dim at this moment.

(End of this chapter)