American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 9 Changes
"His body was burned by the church during a burning ritual. Even if the church members threw the body out, we can't transform it into the shape we want with a little effort like those people did before."

"All he has left is his soul, and part of it has merged into this little scarecrow made with witchcraft power."

"Having lost the body that allowed it to remain for a long time, the soul will soon leave the world. His soul is too dark to go to heaven, and those who sink into hell will be forever trapped in the abyss."

Dark Alesha tilted her head, carefully examining every detail of the little scarecrow, from which she could glimpse the state of the soul that resided there.

At the same time, she was also talking to Alessa's real body on the hospital bed, sharing her vision.

"This isn't a simple matter. If you want to save him, you have to sacrifice your own strength. Otherwise, with his current abilities, if I don't take care of him, he'll absorb enough coal dust for hundreds of years to barely forge a suitable body, and by then he'll almost be able to wake up."

After saying this, Dark Alessa suddenly stopped talking to herself, as if she was thinking.

After a long while, Dark Alessa spoke again.

"You're wondering, if you had met him thirty years ago, would the outcome have been different?"

"Alessa, believe me, if he really possessed the mysterious power from the East, he wouldn't be lying here like a wild dog on the roadside today."

"Shouldn't kind, just, and brave people be treated like this?"

"What! You said his mother was waiting for him to come home?"

"Oh...you're such a sweetheart."

"But you're right."

In the end, Dark Alesha seemed to have convinced herself.

Her distinct black and white pupils were fixed on the little scarecrow in her palm, and the dark red eyeshadow gave her a sense of mystery.

In the dark inner world, her eyes flickered with fire, and reflected in her pupils was Baling's inky black soul.

This was also the first time that she looked at Baling's soul face so seriously. Before, because of her physical body, she could only see it roughly, but now, the witchcraft scarecrow could not stop her power at all.

This time, she saw—

At the heart of Baling's soul, there seemed to be a rotating vortex, with a ball of dim darkness swirling and flowing within it.

That's where the strange suction force comes from.

So that's it, she understood.

I thought Baling was at most different from ordinary people. Like Alesha, he was born with a physique that could carry the power of darkness, but it was only activated before his death.

Unexpectedly, she was wrong.

Baling's nature is not so much like Alessa as it is more like a demon of her kind. Although he is very weak now, his extraordinary nature has begun to emerge.

So, Dark Alesha now knows exactly how to do it.

Dark Alyssa was like an innocent little girl who got a favorite toy. She stretched out her index finger close to the scarecrow, and pressed the scarecrow's chest again and again with her white fingertips.

Her movements were not exactly the same as the chest compressions used to rescue people in cardiopulmonary arrest, but they were 99% similar.

One press and one rebound.

The coal ash particles that the little scarecrow had just inhaled were expelled bit by bit from the cracks in his body as Dark Alesha pressed down on him.

However, under the pressure and stimulation of Dark Alesha, a miracle happened to the body that was originally flat enough!

The shriveled body of the little scarecrow was forced to expel undigested coal ash particles, and then received soul stimulation from the dark power version that Dark Alesha used with exquisite control.

The struggle for survival before death is fully revealed!
An invisible air rushed out from the inside, and the body of the little scarecrow immediately inflated and expanded, becoming full like a balloon about to burst in an instant.

At the same time, a strong suction force burst out from the little scarecrow's body.

The scarecrow immediately transformed into a powerful vacuum cleaner, sucking up the loose coal dust with all its might. Layer after layer of ash clung to the scarecrow's surface, but it wasn't enough. Dark Alessa thought, and the surrounding coal dust descended from the sky, gathering into a gray cloud that tightly enveloped the scarecrow.

"Eat, eat, don't let Alyssa down."

She continued to devote her energy to actively feed the hungry Baling, providing him with the important nutrients needed for transformation.

"Perhaps, you will also be a helper in my plan. If you can still maintain your true self after waking up."

Estimating that Baling's transformation would take quite some time, Dark Alesha waved her hand, and a large amount of coal ash gathered and transformed into her most satisfying work - the Pyramid Head.

He was tall and burly, with a strong upper body covered with scars, wearing a dirty butcher's apron and holding a huge machete.

Just by looking at his appearance, you can tell that he is not someone to be trifled with.

The most peculiar thing about him is the heavy iron triangular helmet welded to his head with a hexagonal bottom.

Pyramid Head is the executioner and executioner that Alessa uses to punish sinners. He will kill those whom Alessa hates in the most brutal way.

Except for the monsters that were modified by Dark Alesha so that they would feel pain for a long time, most of the other believers died at the hands of Pyramid Head.

At Alesha's command, Triangle Head picked up a cocoon made of coal ash on the ground, and inside it was Baling.
Pyramid Head took heavy steps, following Dark Alesha step by step, and returned to the hospital where Alesha's real body was.

……

Fire, endless fire is burning.

In the sea of ​​fire, he smelled a strong smell of sulfur.

The fire was too bright and the smoke was too thick, so he couldn't see the surrounding environment clearly.

But he heard loud cheers all around him. It must be cheers. Although he couldn't understand the gibberish, the feeling told him that his guess was right.

Ding!
A bell suddenly rang out, so obvious and so impossible to ignore amid the noisy cheers.

Is it a warning or a reminder?

Before Baling could realize it, the accident happened.

The flames flickered, the smoke billowed,
In an instant, a black shadow appeared in front of him, followed by a fierce and fierce elbow that hit him in the face.

Baling was unable to react in time and was hit in the face by the elbow, and immediately fell heavily to the ground. He bounced elastically, but soon his vision began to blur and he was hit by a severe dizziness.

He lay on the ground for a while before regaining consciousness.

Strangely, the person who had just attacked him did not attack him further.

As time passed, the body slowly regained consciousness and seemed to become more solid and textured.

He struggled to get up, anger surging in his heart like a volcano erupting!

Damn it! Who is this unethical person who dares to attack me?
I'm going to beat you up!
Baling regained control of his body and tried his best to stimulate his perception.

"Oh oh oh--!"

Seeing him stand up, cheers rang out again.

And the opponent is coming.

call!
The thick smoke behind him dispersed, and the dark fist hit Baling's dark back of the head directly.

puff!
The charred big hand steadily caught the incoming fist. Baling turned around in time and looked at his equally charred opponent with burning eyes, and immediately fought back vigorously!

Take my elbow!
(End of this chapter)