American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 59 Chase

Who will save them!

Anyone is fine!
A new round of killing is about to begin.

Even though their legs felt weak, people still gritted their teeth and fled forward because of the desire to survive.

Jason looked around coldly and ruthlessly, drew his favorite machete from his waist, and attacked his prey again.

Those who come to Crystal Lake Campground to shop, fall in love, or learn technology...no one can escape.

Jason will end your lives, in extremely cruel ways.

Hunting prey is Jason's favorite activity. Now, the more he kills and the more fear he feels, the stronger he becomes.

Returning from the Hell Resurrection Tournament, he tore apart the stubborn old rivals and cleared out the intruders in his territory.

The ghost story that lingers in Crystal Lake is reborn tonight.

Jason has reached a new peak in his life. Even if his mother, who has been dead for many years, knew about this, she would definitely be proud of him!

For some reason, Jason suddenly thought of his mother who had passed away many years ago. Perhaps this was the trouble that comes with growing up.

Huh?
Jason's silent eyes suddenly widened as he saw something that puzzled him.

Baling was clearly beaten into three pieces by him, and his mask, which served as a source of regenerative power, was hollowed out. Finally, he was cruelly torn into three pieces. In every aspect, he was in a state of serious injury.

But why, why did this scene appear before my eyes!
In the few seconds when Jason was reminiscing about his life, the lower half of the faceless scarecrow's body suddenly came back to life, kicking its legs rapidly on the ground, moving in a very strange backward posture.

Until it gets close to your head.

He turned around, squeezed his feet together, threw himself upwards, rolled his head a few times, and fell back to his lower body. The two merged into one again, but the middle part was missing.

"What are you standing there for? Run!"

Baling stepped madly, his legs as fast as wheels, and he caught up with the crowd in front of him.

Humph! Trying to escape!
Jason's eyes turned cold and he started to chase after him.

soon.

Baling, who had his body glued back together, ran to the end of the team and was walking side by side with a child.

"Fuck, Uncle Venom, aren't you dead?" The child caught a glimpse of the strange scarecrow running like the wind beside him, his breathing stagnated, and he was so scared that he almost lost his soul.

At this moment, Baling was missing the middle part of his body, and his height was about the same as that of a child.

"Little kid, don't talk nonsense. Uncle was just torn into three pieces. It doesn't mean I will die." Baling even had the energy to answer the child's question.

Whoosh! Baling dodged to the side and blocked the dart flying from behind.

Swoosh! Another dart flew, and Baling's figure swayed, then returned to normal.

Whoosh! The last time, Baling's imagination was so strong that the tip of the dart bulged out of his eye socket.

"Wow! Uncle, what's wrong with you? You don't look well." The child was sweating profusely. He turned around and found that Baling had become even worse.

"My child, it is your uncle who is carrying the burden for you."

Before he could finish his words, a dinner knife appeared on Baling's butt.

Damn, where did Jason pick up so many props?

The chase continues.

……

"Ahhh!"

A shrill scream came from the front.

The crowd stopped immediately because the road ahead was closed.

It's Jason!
He had somehow gotten around to the front and still had time to set a trap.

The previous scream was caused by the black girl counselor Xixi stepping into a trap hidden in the grass.

Another counselor, Paula, dragged Xixi back, but there were children behind them, some of whom were so scared that they fell to the ground, their pants soaked.

Only the Brennans were adults.

But adding the three of them wouldn't change the outcome.

call--!
There was a sound of breaking air and a black shadow flashed by.

A pitchfork struck Dan Brennan, who was standing in front of Maria, and three tines pierced his flesh.

Bright red blood oozed from his abdomen. Dan's face turned pale and his whole body trembled in pain. "Daddy!" Maria shouted anxiously.

Amy, the mother who woke up while running, and Maria together supported Dan who fell.

How to do?
Jason, who appeared again, set a trap and injured one person, and then stabbed another person in a fight. Moreover, this was far from his limit.

Because, at this moment, Jason had a belt wrapped around his waist, which was hung with all kinds of small props for hurting people, and on his back were four or five weapons, including an axe, a harpoon, a shovel, a crowbar, etc.

It can be said that he is full of martial virtue!
This time, deep despair shrouded everyone's heart. They could neither fight nor run away.

There's no hope, just waiting to die.

Unless a hero appears.

Will it happen? They are looking forward to it.

Fear, terror, despair, pain...

Negative emotions kept flowing out, but they didn't realize that this was only adding weight to their death.

The more afraid you are, the closer you are to death.

Spider-Man, help!

Even if what comes out is still venom, it is better than waiting to die.

"We are dead this time." The pessimistic child began to say his last words to his companions.

【Baling, are you still there? 】

Maria called out to Baling.

【Child, I am always here. 】

Baling responded weakly.

Maria suddenly turned around and saw Baling who looked extremely decadent.

His arms and half of his body were missing, and from his head to his lower body, all sorts of things were stuck in his body, including darts, knives, arrowheads, bench legs, broken wine bottles, and even animal traps.

It was so tragic that it seemed like he had just been to the set of Borrowing Arrows from the Straw Boat.

Kids, Uncle Baling won the MVP, and you all won without any effort.

[Are you protecting everyone? Baling, you are so gentle.]

Maria could no longer demand that Baling save everyone. Seeing Baling about to burn out, her words got stuck in her lips and she swallowed them back into her stomach.

In order to protect everyone, Baling has endured a lot that he shouldn't have endured.

Maybe, this is fate.

It was destined that they would die here today.

However, Maria was unwilling to lie down and wait for death. She wanted to make a risk that she had never taken before in her life.

Pfft!

The pitchfork that was stuck in Father Dan's body was suddenly pulled out, and three blood arrows flew out.

Father Dan: No? My daughter! You are... too filial.

Mother Amy: Ahhhh, the bleeding won’t stop, Maria, what are you doing!
Maria held a blood-stained pitchfork in her hand. Although her petite body was trembling with fear, her face was full of determination:

"Daddy, Mommy, I love you."

[Baling, I love you too, please go.]

After saying that, Maria launched a desperate charge towards Jason.

Damn evil demon, I, Maria, will fight you to the death!

Everyone watched in astonishment as Maria bravely charged forward. The sorrow of their fellow human beings about to die tragically turned into a strong sense of pity, flowing through their eyes.

Jason tilted his head, unmoved.

He had seen too many people launch impromptu counterattacks, but they all ended up dead.

Which one should I use against you?

Jason looked at Maria's face and pulled out a sharp machete.

This time, you can't escape.

(End of this chapter)