imaginary field

19

Evan looked at Johansen in the corridor through the narrow hole. The other person's appearance was a little different from what he saw before, but he was very similar to the man in Chris's description.

The other party's green eyes looked at Evan resentfully, as if he was sure that the other party saw what he said.

"Poor thing." Evan whispered, he looked at Johansen in the corridor, and averted his eyes.

"What did you say?" Chris asked, he didn't hear Evan's whisper just now.

"I saw Johnson in the corridor." Evan said, he truthfully told Chris what he saw, and of course described the curse.

"You said he looks a lot like what I described?" Chris didn't care much about Johnson's curse. After all, he had seen this kind of curse a lot, and the more incompetent people were, the more they liked to curse each other verbally.

He felt that if Johansen was as scary as Evan described, the other party should have rushed into the room and killed them by now.

But he didn't, just stood in the corridor and cursed viciously.

—Of course, it could also be called some kind of prophecy.

Chris motioned to Evan to make room for a little bit, and moved to the door opening. He and Evan were very close, and the other's body temperature passed through the thin coat to his skin.

He moved his body a little uncomfortably, and then did not put his eyes on the hole immediately, but tore off a ball of fabric from the hem of his T-shirt, and after it was rolled into a ball, he moved the fabric to the hole——

brush!

Sharp iron thorns pierced out of the hole immediately.

"He wanted to blind me." Chris said, he wrapped the iron spike with cloth, and snatched it from the opponent's hand without much effort.

"...What is this?" Chris looked at the thing wrapped in the cloth. He thought it was an iron thorn, but after he grabbed it completely, he found that it seemed to be the bone of some kind of creature.

Slightly curved, like a fishbone.

"He doesn't seem to welcome cheating like that." After studying the bone for a while, Chris dropped it on the ground, and it was clear that Johansen had spotted their voyeurism, which seemed to be off limits. of.

"There's only Johansen outside the door," Evan said.

Chris shrugged, because he added some canned beans before, so his physical strength is not bad now, he gestured to Evan with his eyes, and then opened the fragile wooden door.

Unexpectedly, there was no Johansen in the corridor, nor the attacker just now, but the wet footprints in front of the door, showing that someone had just come.

Chris stood inside the door, crouching down to look at the footprints.

The shoe size of the footprints is not too big, it should be the common size of normal men, there are some grass clippings and dirt on the footprints, it seems that before coming to the corridor on the second floor, they went to the garden first.

"Is it raining outside?" Chris asked.

Evan walked to the window, he opened the window, and found that it had started raining outside, and the damp water vapor came oncoming with the window he pushed open.

It was a familiar, unsettling and exciting vapor.

"It's raining outside." Evan said, he suppressed his heart, and walked to Chris's side, "Do you think Johnson came from outside?"

"Are you sure that's Johansen?" Chris asked. According to Evan's previous story, Johansen was just standing on the side of the corridor, not close to the door.

Chris hasn't forgotten the two Evans he met in the bathroom.

"So, here comes another monster." Evan whispered.

The moment Chris heard Evan's words, his body trembled subconsciously. It was a trembling from the depths of his soul, and his subconscious mind seemed to be giving him a hint.

Chris, however, could not discern such faint hints.

Maybe this house doesn't need such a reminder. Just as Chris and Evan were researching the identity of the footprints, a strange sound suddenly came from the first floor.

- bang bang bang.

There was a loud knock on the door.

Then they saw Johansen in his nightgown—the one Chris remembered looking like—poking his head out of the door with some doubts, as if he didn't understand who would knock on the door in the middle of the night.

——Bang bang bang bang!

The knocking on the door intensified.

The normal human-looking, even handsome Johansen stood at the door hesitantly. He didn't seem to see Evan and Johansen standing opposite him. He seemed to be thinking about who would be there. Visit him late at night.

Then he seemed to think of something, and a smile appeared on his face, a disgusting smile.

Then he opened his nightgown and walked slowly down the stairs.

After Chris and Evan looked at each other, they followed behind Johnson——

Johansen wasn't too surprised that some boys liked to come in at midnight, they were always so shy, and yes, Johansen, the liar, villain, bastard--whatever you want to call it--had always liked pretty boys.

Sometimes he thinks he is not a liar, after all those little bitches are always so easy to deceive, when he promises them unrealistic dreams, they will always believe him, and then willingly shake their ass and climb up His bed was played by a well-behaved puppy.

Of course, in order to make these puppies more obedient, all kinds of hidden cameras are always indispensable in his home, bedrooms, toilets, restaurants...all the places you can think of, he has arranged these gadgets.

He would purposely fuck them in front of these hidden cameras and use it as a threat - it worked, and he did it stealthily enough.

If those boys were not so stupid, the drinks prepared by Johansen would also make them choose to solve their physical needs in the toilet. In order to ensure the perfect shot, he even set up three cameras near the toilet, whether it is the face or the place He can provide close-ups, or full-body materials.

Speaking of these beautiful boys, Johansen is most satisfied with the one he met many years ago. The other boy has short blond hair, blue eyes, and facial features as beautiful as the dolls he saw when he was a child. He has a small scar on his chin, which somewhat spoils his perfection.

Johansen admits he got a little impatient and couldn't help touching his bum when he came out of the toilet... Then he was beaten up so badly that he even spent a week in hospital.

What Johansen didn't expect the most was that the other party became a true legend many years later.

So from the corner of his computer, he found the video he secretly took back then. Even though the video was a little blurry, he still captured the boy's beautiful face and close-up pictures of him solving his physical needs... and even There is a full body from the side, which makes it clear that the video is not stitched together using computer technology.

Johnson was fascinated by the video hidden in the computer, so he contacted the other party's agent online, but the other party rejected his blackmail.

"Let's go if you want, you bastard!"

The man told him using his agent's contact information.

Johnson let go?Yes, of course he did, he quietly sold to some magazines.

And the other party soon promised him a large reward. He thought that the one who would ring his doorbell in the middle of the night, except for those boys who wanted to become famous, would be the reporter of that magazine.

So he went to the door and opened it.

It was a handsome and somewhat evil man, his light brown eyes seemed to have a pale golden color under the stimulation of the light, "Good evening, Mr. Johnson."

"I'm here to collect the video."

Yes, to be on the safe side, Johansen did not accept any online transactions. He was afraid that these people would drive him away immediately after getting the video, so he only accepted offline transactions that paid in cash.

The man even lifted his suitcase, "You will be satisfied with this amount, Mr. Johnson."

"Before that, how about we watch the video first?"