American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 88: Road, Establishment

Do not!
It's not a dream within a dream.

It's not an illusion either.

It's all true.

Moreover, there is a flat halo shining brightly above the head.

Holy light, it’s the damn holy light!

How did this thing appear! Who put this halo on my head?

Baling couldn't help but shudder.

If I die one day, I will go to hell with this thing on my head and be elbowed by the demons in hell!
It's clearly attracting hatred!

Thinking of the terrible development, Baling hurriedly took off the cross necklace, and then the special effects of the holy light disappeared, and the warm feeling disappeared with it.

"I was scared to death. It turns out this can be canceled." Baling's face calmed down a lot.

After calming down, he immediately changed his mind.

Hiss! Something doesn't seem right. If this is a form of recognition and encouragement for myself, then if I work harder, I might be able to get into the above position.

Or, he already got it!
In this way, if he dies in the future, Baling will fly upwards instead of falling down.

Then what are you afraid of?
I'm directly superior!
As he stroked the warm texture of the cross, Baling's heart gradually became hot, and some things that he had never dared to think about before also emerged with the cross.

There is nothing wrong with being a devil in hell, but if he can get a job as an angel in heaven, the world will be much brighter for Baling.

After careful consideration, I have multiple paths and multiple options.

Baling made a difficult decision that as soon as he had the chance, he would take his talent to heaven. As for those idiots in hell, he wished them good luck!

Baling solemnly put on the cross again and tested the cross's ability with great pleasure.

It's not just a special effect on the surface. In actual effect, it actually accelerates and purifies the absorption and transformation of faith.

With regard to the dark forces, there is also an intense restraint relationship that is like water and fire cannot coexist.

For now, Baling has only discovered this much.

But it doesn’t matter, there’s still plenty of time.

……

reality.

After Freddy was truly blown away, the dangerous nightmare of Christine and others also disappeared.

Every night of peaceful sleep is so wonderful. No need to worry about Freddy suddenly appearing, no life-threatening situation, just a pure dream.

Without the trouble of nightmares and sleeping well, the patients' mental state has improved significantly.

Later, they recovered and were discharged from the hospital one after another.

It’s just that we exchange contact information with each other as a testimony of our friendship.

During this period, Maria's father Dan also recovered from his injuries and returned to his home.

In the afternoon, after school.

Maria is going to an abandoned ice rink to practice her skating skills.

Maria put on her skates and danced skillfully on the ice.

An elegant and graceful figure, confident and skillful movements, and a smooth and flowing dance.

Maria has changed a lot compared to before.

She becomes more confident, beautiful and full of unique charm.

Maria easily controlled the ice skates on her feet, walking and jumping on the ice like a winter elf.

"Good! I give you full marks. Maria, believe me. Your growth will definitely surprise your classmates."

"When the time comes, as long as you follow Uncle Baling's rhythm, you will definitely be the brightest star in the whole audience. Even I will be proud of you." Baling, who was not far away, clapped his hands in encouragement and praised sincerely.

"Thank you. I would also like to thank your sparring partner, Coach Baling." Maria slid her skates, stopped in front of Baling, blinked, and smiled gently.

"Well done, student Maria. I'm very happy that you thought of me. Now that your dancing skills have improved, as your coach, I have prepared a surprise for you tonight."

Baling smiled mysteriously.

"Surprise? What surprise?" Maria blushed, not knowing what she was thinking about.

She began to look forward to the surprises of the night.

Then, until bedtime, Maria still didn't get the so-called "surprise".

And the dream has come quietly.

……

Seven days have passed since Christine was discharged from the hospital and returned home.

I remember the last time I saw Baling was after Freddy was killed. Everyone who survived the disaster was looking at Baling's powerful figure.

He hasn't contacted me for nearly ten days. Is everything over?
Christine felt a little confused and uncomfortable.

Logically speaking, she should be happy to be away from those fantastical and terrifying extraordinary everyday things.

Now she has returned to her peaceful daily life.

Isn't this what she longs for?

But Christine couldn't give an answer. What happened in the past was like an indelible mark, deeply engraved in her memory.

She always felt that her life would not be peaceful anymore.

And, she guessed right.

Watching the fighting video on her phone, Christine felt drowsy, and soon she fell into a sound sleep.

until--

She woke up from her dream.

Standing in a dreamland with birds singing and flowers blooming, the place is covered with green grass and full of vitality.

A pristine white round dining table stood on the grass, its surface covered with steaming freshly baked cookies. A gentle breeze blew, and several cups of brewed black tea created ripples in the water.

A familiar figure was already sitting on a chair waiting, and sitting next to him was a girl whom he had only met once. Next to the girl was a cold-faced girl who looked almost exactly like her.

"Long time no see, Christine. Have a cup of hot tea first."

Baling greeted warmly and made a gesture of invitation.

Since they were all acquaintances, there was no need for Christine to be shy.

Christine came to her seat, sat down, picked up the hot black tea, and sniffed it. It had a rich tea aroma. She took a small sip and found it sweet, as if it had milk and sugar in it.

"Who is this?" Christine looked at Maria in confusion, then turned her head to look at Alan.

Maria also looked at Baling in confusion, and Alan snorted coldly, looking cool and not wanting to talk.

"You're all my friends. This time, I just want you to meet and get to know each other. We're going to do big things together in the future."

Baling introduced them to each other.

"Maria, my old friend. Her ability is psychic." Maria smiled shyly.

"Alan, my...friend. His ability is to be a ghost." Alan frowned. Why did you pause? Am I your friend?
"Christine, a new friend. My ability is to pull people into dreams." Christine shook hands with the others in a friendly manner.

After Baling introduced them, he said again: "This is our first gathering. Although it happens in a dream, it is also the beginning of a great cause."

"A great cause?" Christine felt that this statement was too grand and not something that someone of her age should be thinking about.

"Today marks the first day of the establishment of a vibrant grassroots community—Uncle Baling, the Ultraman Oga Fan Club, and the Great Love Mutual Aid Association."

(End of this chapter)