American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 93 Levia

This plan is very good, but you just need to seize the opportunity.

But for me, it is just a piece of cake, because my intelligence is enough to make it easy for me to do it.

This is my ideal scenario.

however.

One night after I fell asleep, an accident happened.

I had a dream, a strange, absurd dream.

Dreaming was a very normal thing for a little girl of my age, and with my excellent and mature mind, I shouldn't have been bothered by it.

But why can't I, Emma, ​​forget it!
She couldn't forget that damn dream, that terrifying dream that was so vivid in her mind!
And tonight, she will fall asleep, waiting for her, will it be a sweet dream or another nightmare.

The soft white sofa is the furniture that Emma sits on most often in her daily life.

The chandelier in the bedroom emitted white light, and Emma was reading leisurely, like a quiet lady.

Read more books while you are young.

Although Emma was reading a book, her eyes were wandering, as if her attention was not focused on the book at all, and that was indeed the case.

Because she was writing a diary, writing her own diary in her mind.

She didn't like to write down what was in her heart, but she wanted to record something, so she simply used her memory to write down the secret that could not be told.

dong dong!

Emma's father David came in and was very pleased to see his daughter reading and studying quietly.

"Sweet Bear, it's late. You should go to bed."

"Daddy, I get it."

"Do you need daddy to sleep with you tonight?"

"No, I think I can do it."

"Brave little girl, if you're scared, feel free to shout."

"I will, Daddy."

Close the door, turn off the lights, go to bed, and cover yourself with the quilt.

All in one go.

Emma unconsciously pulled the quilt up, covering half of her face, which made her feel more secure psychologically.

And somewhere far away from here.

Dream connection, start!
Tonight, I will dream again.

In the last dream exploration, Baling's angry incarnation entered Emma's dream at the last moment. Although he was killed in the end, it didn't matter.

Because when anger incarnates into death, it leaves behind a special mark.

Following the guidance of the marks, Baling could easily find his dream again.

And this time, he will do it himself.

Riding on the incarnation of anger, Baling had a clear goal. He ignored the bizarre shadows and rushed over at a high speed.

"arrive."

Observing the big round dream bubble, the mark inside was releasing a strong signal, and Baling knew that this was it.

Retracting the incarnation of anger, Baling lightly placed his palm on the outer membrane of the dream bubble, and slowly his whole body sank into it.

Silently, Baling broke through the barrier of the dream bubble and entered Emma's dream again.

This time, the attraction of gravity came as expected.

Baling first fell straight down, and during the fall, blue light flashed on his body. Then the descent speed slowly slowed down, and finally Baling was leisurely strolling in the air.

Until it landed smoothly.

It is not close to the center of the dream yet, and is at most the outer ring.

Baling's current location was a crudely modeled urban area, some of which were just cheap textures. After several wall-steps, Baling defied gravity and reached the rooftop of a tall building. From here, he had the best vantage point to observe the large house at the center of the dream.

It is also the home of Emma, ​​the owner of the dream.

The misty blue light wrapped around his palm, and Baling's palm became transparent little by little, and the blue light extended from the palm all the way to his whole body.

Soon, Baling hid his presence and approached Emma's home quietly.

……

Levia, a middle-aged woman, is a nanny hired by Emma's father David so that someone can take care of Emma when he is busy with work.

Livia held the broom and swept the stairs carefully, but what she didn't know was that Emma had been eyeing her for a long time.

Without Livia's knowledge, Emma hid in the dark and tiptoed towards her back.

"Hey! Livia." Emma suddenly called out.

"Ah!" Livia's heart skipped a beat. She quickly recognized Emma's voice and was turning around when she was suddenly kicked in the calf.

Then she lost her balance and rolled down the stairs. Unfortunately, her cervical vertebra hit the hard stairs and cracked.

The head and face were scratched by the collision after the fall, leaving bright red blood. Livia fell to the ground on the first floor in an awkward posture, her eyes were lifeless, and only her body was twitching slightly.

The white stairs were stained with twisted and crooked blood. Emma stood at the stairs on the second floor with an expressionless face. Seeing the miserable state of the nanny, she seemed very indifferent, with only a slight smile on the corners of her mouth.

"Dead, that's great. This is the end of going against me, Emma." Emma looked down at Levia without a trace of sympathy.

Now, it's time to call the police.

A cell phone suddenly appeared in Emma's hand and she made a call.

Bloopers… Bloopers…

The phone is on.

"Wow, wow, wow... Daddy, Levia, she fell down. She looks terrible. I'm so scared." Emma cried, nervously and fearfully asking for help.

"...Em...ma. I...know."

A hissing electrical noise came from the cell phone. Emma didn't know if it was because of the bad signal, but she felt that her father David's voice was strange, a little effeminate, and not like a man's.

Instead, it sounded like a woman, a familiar woman's voice.

Emma wanted to say a few more words, to show her inner panic and her weak and helpless side, but the phone had been hung up. No matter how many times Emma called, the call was not connected.

There was only a busy tone repeating over and over.

Kara!
Suddenly, a strange noise was heard in the silent house.

It sounds like the sound of bones snapping together, very crisp.

Moreover, the sound was very close to Emma.

Very close.

After all, she is just a child. Emma felt inexplicably uneasy at the moment. She felt that something seemed wrong around her, as if someone was staring at her.

Kara!
It rang again.

This time Emma heard where the sound came from, nearby, down below.

She looked over hurriedly and found that it was the dead Levia who made the noise. How could it be possible? Wasn’t she dead?
Staring at Levia who was lying on the first floor, Emma felt a strong sense of fear at this time, because she found that Levia seemed to have changed the position of her head and was looking at her.

Originally, his head was tilted to the side, facing the direction of the hall, but now, it was tilted upright, and the dead eyes, at some point, all looked at her.

Was it an illusion? Did she remember it wrongly?

Emma was so panicked that she didn't dare to look him in the eye again. She wanted to turn around and run away.

Click, click, click!

The strange sound appeared again, and this time, Emma heard it clearly.

She glanced back reflexively and suffered immediate cardiopulmonary arrest.

(End of this chapter)