American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 29 Haunted
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After taking a deep breath, Baling suddenly felt refreshed and immediately abandoned Shushu.

There was no time to waste on such little snacks, he had to follow his heart's decision.

His feet followed the two women in front of him without any hesitation.

That’s for sure, one of them has the emotions that ghosts like Baling like the most.

This kind of negative emotion that has been suppressed for many years is so pure, it's almost at the level of high-end wine.

Under the dim street lights.

Baling's figure was so elusive that he almost didn't touch the ground as he followed behind them.

Both of them have active life breath and are full of the vitality of young people. It can be seen that they are not very old and are probably still in school.

Their dressing style is also close to that of young people, and their conversation tends to be about courses, love, celebrities or cosmetics.

Alas, the young people nowadays are really young when they are young.

Even the dead souls in Baling's hell felt warm in their hearts after hearing this, as if their youth was returning.

After walking for a while, Baling figured out that was the person he was looking for.

Both of them are high school students in America, and they are seniors who will take the college entrance examination next year.

One is a girl with golden curly hair, with her hair pushed back and tied into a bun. She should be a cheerful person.

Baling felt a lot of positive emotions from it.

The other girl had light brown hair and exuded a faint yin aura. Compared with her companions, she seemed a little inconspicuous and transparent.

And she is the person Baling is looking for.

During the conversations along the way, the girl with light brown hair was always in the companion position, and in most cases, she was agreeing with her friends.

When observing secretly, just by staring at her back, Baling had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, that is - this woman is so unlucky.

It's like the kind of person who, if punched, would probably cry for a long time.

"Bye, see you tomorrow, Maria."

"See you tomorrow, Lily."

The two began to say goodbye and return home.

It's decided to be you! Don't run.

Baling secretly made up his mind to find out the truth tonight.

He jumped up and took off, but landed lightly on Maria's backpack and then hung on it tightly.

Maria was completely unaware of the entire process.

After saying goodbye to her friends, she set out on her way home.

After another bumpy journey.

Baling also followed Maria back to her home, a large house of several hundred square meters.

After returning home, Maria did not communicate with her parents.
After walking up a white spiral staircase, I went up to the second floor and returned to my room.

Throwing her backpack into the corner, she stretched out on the bed.

I don’t know what she was thinking. Maybe she was just daydreaming.

The weekend is over and tomorrow is the day of school.

Woo woo woo, I don’t want to go to school. It’s so uncomfortable to go to school.

Maria Brennan likes to stay at home and is afraid to communicate with other people. Her only friend is Lily, a classmate she has known since childhood.

Her social circle is small and she is sensitive. She longs for change but lacks the confidence to take that step.

The strong father, the depressed mother, and the useless girl together make up this family.

All the suggestions for help from her mother seemed to her to be stupid and bad ideas.

Her father is a plastic surgeon and has always believed that she does not pay attention to her health and appearance. In a nutshell, she is a little ugly and she is not trying to remedy it.

The most important thing is that Maria is actually his daughter, which makes him feel embarrassed.

"Fuck! You are all bastards, do you understand my pain?"

Maria muttered to herself, and a dark atmosphere filled her face.

The poor life on campus, her parents' lack of understanding, and deep inferiority complex are all the sources of her pain.

Even Baling, who had secretly opened the bag of his schoolbag and hidden inside, felt her pain and the resentment that had been suppressed for a long time.

Baling began to absorb the new negative emotions through his schoolbag.

I was right about this little girl!

Baling felt that he had a unique vision and could see through Maria's bad luck at a glance.

However, there was still one problem that Baling could not figure out, and that was the evil spirit that penetrated Maria's bones.

However, he would wait until late at night when everyone was asleep before he could slowly explore these matters.

The hands of the clock ticked away.

Three o'clock in the morning.

People are all fast asleep, having sweet dreams or nightmares.

A corner of Maria's bedroom.

The zipper of the schoolbag slowly opened, and Baling climbed out quietly.

With a light leap, Baling jumped onto the bed and stared straight at the sleeping Maria.

At this time, Baling perceived that the evil energy entangled with Maria was even stronger than during the day.

It was like a parasite was constantly sucking her life force away, but the speed was very slow and did not cause any impact on her body.

To put it simply, the absorption speed is not as fast as the recovery speed.

America's evil things actually understand sustainable development.

Now, let me see what you are?
How can you allow others to snore on the side of the bed?
Even if this is just Baling's temporary residence, other things are not allowed to come and run wild.

With an excellent sense of ownership, Baling moved his short legs and walked in front of Maria.

"I'm going to unmask you, you little gutter rat."

The Q-version Big Head raised his eyebrows, and the little scarecrow slowly stretched out his hand, about to touch Maria.

As if possessed by the young soldier king of summer camp, Maria immediately opened her eyes and shot a cold gaze at Baling.

It seemed to be warning him to be careful and not take another step forward, otherwise everything would be turned upside down.

"Yeah! Nice eyes, it's different from what I thought. You're not as pus-pooped as you look."

Baling rolled his fine eyes and looked at him without fear.

Sharp straw tentacles extended from his palm, and the tips of the needles flashed with a cold light, approaching Maria's pupils.

When the straw was only 0.1 centimeters away from her eyes, the ghost hidden in Maria's body finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She stretched out her hand, a bloodless, ghostly, translucent, white hand.

She suddenly grabbed the scarecrow that was about to fall down and saved Maria who was almost blinded.

Half of her soul emerged from her body, and her appearance was almost exactly the same as Maria lying in bed.

Baling's eyes lit up and he immediately understood.

Oh, so they are twin sisters, that makes sense.

This is a classic scene from horror movies.

Those who understand in Baling will understand.

The ghost Alan clenched his fingers tightly, trying to crush Baling's body.

Breaking into a house at night is no longer just ordinary robbery. If it happened in America, it would be machine-gunned.

Alan tried his best to ensure Maria's safety.

"Ah!" A sudden cry of pain.

The blazing flames flashed and disappeared, releasing high temperature in an instant.

The burning pain on his palm made Alan instinctively let go and step back.

"Good night, Makabaka."

After Baling used fire to escape, he rushed forward and slapped Alan on the forehead, knocking her offline on the spot.

(End of this chapter)