American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 72: Choice, Teaching

"New recruit?"

In my opinion, you are the king of special forces!
Nancy's eyes showed a strange look. Freddy was clearly flattened into a ball and was forced to set off fireworks in humiliation. No matter how you look at it, you are stronger!
Baling could see Nancy's confusion and explained calmly:
"That time, my appearance, as well as yours, was too hasty. Freddy wasn't prepared and was caught off guard."

"And at that time, the dream of Christine next to you was on the verge of being shattered, and she could wake up at any moment."

"Because of this, Freddy couldn't use his full strength, otherwise he wouldn't be so easy to deal with."

"Now, you understand."

After Baling's explanation, Nancy understood more about Freddy's horror.

"So, even Mr. Baling can't stop Freddy?" Nancy couldn't hide her disappointment. She thought it was a variable for survival, but it turned out to be a false alarm.

"It's not impossible." Baling shook his head in denial.

"But you didn't say..."

"Freddy is indeed difficult to deal with, but he can't do anything to me. It's just that you are more fragile and easy to die."

Nancy was silent for a moment. This man was speaking too bluntly.

"Mr. Baling, what is the method? We want to survive. Too many children have been persecuted by Freddy. We hope no more people will be sacrificed."

“There are ways, but they’re not free.”

"What's the price?"

"A friendship contract."

Friendship contract?

To make a deal with the devil, you must pay something precious. Can you just get rid of it by being a simple friend?
Something is wrong, very wrong.

In order to fight against Freddy, Nancy studied many books about dreams and the occult. Among them, those who made deals with the devil often ended up in a bad way.

However, if he fails to overcome this hurdle, he won’t even have the chance to see his own future fate.

She can continue to survive by going into dream sleep, but what about others?

Let them die one by one in front of you?

Nancy couldn't do that. She became a psychologist to save people, not to escape.

There were six other people in the hospital, including Christine, who were suffering from the nightmare she had experienced six years ago. Looking at their young faces, Nancy knew that she must not give up.

After a difficult psychological struggle, Nancy made up her mind to sacrifice herself to save others.

Then, Nancy's face gradually became firm and she said firmly:
"I sign!"

"It's not you, please stand aside."

Nancy's resolute face froze in an instant after being rejected. Baling waved his hand dismissively and looked at Christine: "What I need is Christine next to you."

"Ah? Me! Is that me?"

Christine was confused and asked uncertainly,
"It's you, that's right. You have unique talents, and these are the key to your survival."

"Girl, sign a contract with your Uncle Baling, join my team, and save your companions together! What a royal development."

Baling suddenly turned his swivel chair 180 degrees and, in the image of a mentor on the classic variety show "The Voice of America," pointed at Christine and said, "I need you. What's your dream?"

"My dream is..." Christine just answered, then shook her head vigorously, "No, no! It shouldn't be me. My ability is long gone."

"It's always there, you just forgot about it. But it doesn't matter, I will help you."

Baling took out a contract like a magic trick, put it on the table, flicked it lightly, and pushed it in front of Christine.

Christine stared at the contract in a daze, her heart in turmoil. She hadn't decided what to do.

"Christine! No! You have to be rational. There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world."

Nancy didn't want the innocent girl to be deceived, so she asked again, "Does it have to be Christine? Can I take her place?"

Stop it, Uncle Baling's friend status is very precious, so people without talent should not come and mess with him. He only makes friends with the elite, not ordinary people.

"Nancy, you're too old to be so naive. Unless Christine is willing to commit suicide and pass her abilities to you before she dies, is that what you want to do?"

Baling questioned.

Nancy was speechless. She had no such idea at all. She just wanted to help Christine and these poor people who were persecuted by Freddy.

Although Nancy didn't know how much truth and how much lies Baling had told, she always felt that Baling was not as innocent as he seemed.

Christine was unable to respond immediately.

"Can I consider it?"

"Of course, the choice is still yours."

"But I'll give you a friendly reminder: the longer you delay, the more unsafe you and the people around you will become."

As soon as these words were spoken, Christine and Nancy's faces suddenly turned ugly. It was obvious that they also knew the imminent crisis.

"With great power comes great responsibility. Christine, we will meet soon, and then you will be the one to come to me."

Baling was full of confidence and did not hide his attitude at all, as if he was determined to defeat you.

After saying that, Baling stood up, opened the door and left.

In the office, looking at Christine with a troubled face, Nancy could only do her job and provide her with psychological counseling.

……

at dusk.

An abandoned ice skating rink.

Putting on skates, Baling transformed into a dance king, performing various figure skating moves.

"Why are you such a good dancer?"

Maria's eyes were filled with envy.

"It's just a little bit of body manipulation skill. It's very simple. As long as you have experienced thousands of battles, you can do it too."

Baling said indifferently.

"Teach me." Maria also wanted to be in the spotlight, even though she was already a celebrity at school.

"It's a piece of cake." Baling jumped and spun in the air, his skates drawing silver arcs, but he still handled it with ease.

After a series of fancy moves, he stopped in front of Maria, gracefully extended his right hand, and invited her to dance.

Then, in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The two figures sometimes separated, sometimes connected, and sometimes chased each other, and the ice skates on the soles of their feet carved intertwined tracks on the ice.

"How come you are so skilled? How many people have you hugged?"

Under Baling's guidance, Maria's dancing skills quickly became proficient, and she even dared to try moves that were not suitable for her level.

Maria turned in the air with a figure as light as a seagull, and was caught by Baling's strong arms.

"I can't remember clearly. In addition to elbow strikes, I'm also good at takedowns." A look of confusion flashed across Baling's face.

Gently pushing Maria away, the two continued to practice their skating skills.

……

Sprint! Spin!
The two of them, who had once again completed their tacit movements, suddenly stopped and looked at each other.

"Maria, you are truly the most special girl I have ever met." A low, bubbly voice sounded in my ears.

Maria's pretty face flushed, and she shyly looked straight at the handsome man in front of her.

(End of this chapter)