"The performance is about to start." Mr. Owl led them to their seats and sat down, because there were not many people, they sat in the middle of the front row, which is the best seat for watching an opera, "Please wait patiently .I hope this performance will become the best memory in your hearts.”

Yemengard gave him a thoughtful look.That sentence is not a common courtesy.

Others may not notice it, but here, whether it is Mr. Owl, Mr. Crow, or other people you see in the theater, there is a vague sense of superiority in their gestures, and there is also a kind of... …mercy.

They hide their emotions so well that if it weren't for Jormungandr's completely unusual view of human emotions, they might not be able to see it.

Why do you have such emotions?

In addition, she also noticed that before leaving, Mr. Owl gave Holly a thoughtful look.

Coupled with their faces... These doubts cannot be two completely unrelated things, so where is their connection?

……

The red curtain slowly opened, and Mr. Owl stood on the stage, holding a microphone in one hand and a line card in the other.

"This Mr. Owl... er, really... versatile." Jay thought about it, and said to his companion.

However, he was also right.

He can stand at the door to greet guests, and he can also be the host... and he seems to be doing a good job, with a high professionalism. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as "multi-talented".

"That's not all." Yemengard said in a low voice, "I heard them say—" When she said this, she turned her head slightly and gestured for a certain direction with her eyes, "—all the industries around the Rusty Lake, It seems to belong to this Mr. Owl."

Hearing what Jormungandr said, at the same time, they could barely see her small movements through the dim light, so the others looked in the direction she indicated.

In the seats just behind them sat a few strangers.

Lauren froze for a moment, "When did they come in?!" Why didn't she find out at all before Yemengard mentioned it? !

The faces of the other two were not very good-looking either.Obviously, they also realized this.

"It's right behind us." Knowing what was going on, Yemengard explained simply.

"They also seem to be here for tourism. I heard them say that they live in the 'Rusty Lake Hotel' next to it." Yemengard said simply.

When they drove over, they also noticed the hotel, and they planned to stay in the hotel tonight, but they didn't pay much attention to it before.

"Maybe...we really didn't pay attention to our surroundings. The show is about to start, let's stop talking." Although Holly said this to others, it sounded...it felt like she was trying to persuade Like yourself.

When they just came over from the small bar, she always felt that she saw a somewhat familiar figure.That shadow seemed to be watching... her from the shadows, just watching her.

But...it shouldn't be like that.A voice said in a very low voice, that shouldn't exist.Why do you feel this way?She doesn't know either.

I don't know if it was her illusion, but she was supposed to be the only one who could see that black shadow, but she had a strange feeling, as if... no one else saw this existence.

such as……

"Act [-], female solo, performers: The Lady of The Lake (The Lady of The Lake)"

The red curtain closed and the lights dimmed.But soon, the light came back on.

A woman in a long blue dress stands in the center of the stage with a microphone in front of her.This lady doesn't look young anymore, there are a few thin wrinkles on her face, and she can tell that she has been weather-beaten at a glance.

After bowing to the audience, Ms. Hu began to sing.Her voice is relatively low, with a rich timbre, which is very special.

"By the way, I heard that there is a famous painting called The Lady of The Lake (Lady on the Lake)". Jay whispered.As a photography student, he knew these contents very well, so he remembered them all at once.

"The theme of that painting should be related to the allusion of King Arthur. This one... I'm afraid it's just a repetition of the name." Yemengade shook his head slightly.

It's not that Jormungandr would know this because she's a King Arthur fan -- that's unlikely, if you think about it.To the Great Old Ones, humans are just an all-too-common race in the universe, and if it weren't for living on Earth, they (well, maybe with the exception of Nyarlathotep), she (they) might totally Completely ignorant of these historical figures and events.

She's going to learn about this, mostly because of SCP-2307.Hmm... I won't list the related process for the time being, let's continue with the topic.

Ms. Hu's voice is always very low, if there is no microphone, several people (snakes) may not be able to hear what she is singing at all.This is a song that everyone has never heard before. It seems to be based on the ten plagues of Egypt recorded in the "Bible". Coupled with her overly deep voice, although it is definitely not "bad", it still has a kind of Weird beauty.

"I think the composer must be a loyal fan of "Prince of Egypt"." Lauren couldn't help but complain.

Holly didn't speak.She seemed to be thinking of something.

"What?" Yermungand did know about the movie, but... as you all know, she couldn't say it.

"No no no...it's nothing." Jay hurriedly interrupted.If you want to explain what "Prince of Egypt" is, you have to explain to her "what is a movie (actually, there is no need to explain this, there were silent movies at the end of the [-]th century, but Jay didn't know it very well)", that would be too troublesome .

……

"Act Two: Magic."

A... bunny in a suit and bow tie? ? ?appeared on stage.It should be a brown rabbit with one ear upright and the other folded down.He (looking at the clothing style, it should be "he") has gloves on his hands (rabbit paws?), and holds a black top hat on one hand (paws).

"Hello, I'm Mr. Rabbit." Mr. Rabbit bowed to the audience with his top hat.

The applause sounded—it wasn't made by them, it's just that these few people couldn't make such a loud sound—it should be used by the theater to reproduce the previously recorded applause to exaggerate the atmosphere.

"It should be a hood." Jay said with experience.After all, he learned this line of work, so he still knows some similar skills. "However, this headgear is really exquisite."

Indeed, under the spotlight, it can be clearly seen that the hair on the rabbit's head is very neatly groomed, and the hair on the same part is exactly the same in color and length.Not only that, but the rabbit fur also looks very soft. It is obvious that not only the workmanship is exquisite, but also a lot of effort has been spent on the maintenance in the later stage.

"It's not a hood. Look at your eyes." Ye Mengjiad shook his head slightly and said to them in a concise tone.

"Hmm..." Several people looked intently.

"What's wrong with the eyes?" Lauren looked at it for a while, but found nothing, and asked with some doubts, "I don't see anything wrong."

"Hasn't this been discovered?" Ye Mengjia responded calmly.

"You mean... Ah, I see." Lauren's IQ is not low (to become the protagonist of a horror game, both IQ and courage are indispensable), and she understood what Yemengard meant after a while.

If it is really wearing a headgear, the easiest place to see the flaws is of course around the eyes.It is difficult for this kind of headgear to fit the human face completely. In order not to block the user's sight around the eyes, the eye sockets must be made larger, so that it is easy to see the shadow inside through the headgear.Especially in spotlights, shadows can be particularly noticeable.

But the eyes of Mr. Rabbit's head can't be seen at all, and this is the biggest problem.

It's not that such a headgear can't be made, but it must be custom-made, and it's absolutely expensive, and the Rusty Lake Theater is only the smallest theater, such a headgear... Logically speaking, the person in charge of the theater (Mr. Owl) ) should not spend so much money in this kind of place, and it can even be said that this is a completely meaningless expense (it is normal to go on stage without a headgear, it is very normal, no one will find it strange).

However, there is another possibility, an unbelievable possibility...

"Look at his hands again." Yemengard said in a low voice.

"What about the hand...!!"

Mr. Rabbit’s hands (claws) are also full of fur, the back of the hand is brown, and the palm is white, but this is not the point (maybe the hair is pasted on, or wearing gloves.), the point is...

"Why only... three fingers..." Jay was a little incoherent.If it's just one hand, you can still lie to yourself that the other party has amputated the limb (but then again, can a magician brother dei's fingers become better after amputation?!), but both hands (claws) are like this, In addition, the proportions of fingers and palms look completely different from ordinary people... To be honest, it is really difficult for this dear friend to do magic.

"He, he... No, it's really a rabbit, isn't it?" Lauren was stuttering, she turned to look at Holly: "Holly, what do you think? Holly? Holly? !" She couldn't help raising her voice a little.

"...Ah? Ah!" After a while, Holly, who was far away from the sky, realized it, and replied slowly: "...Maybe."

"Holly, what's the matter with you?" Lauren looked at her childhood friend with worry in her eyes, "It seems that you've been a little weird since you came here."

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