Chapter 678 A Gift for My Daughter
Fatima froze.
She was trembling all over, her hair stood on end, and the chill rising from the bottom of her heart made her limbs cold.
If Martha had disappeared long ago, who was the woman who came to the fur shop a few days ago to commission her?
Is it someone else who is posing as Martha?
impossible!
Fatima had seen Martha's portrait, it was definitely the same person!
Makeup, hypnosis, or was Martha never dead in the first place?
There are many possibilities, but in this world full of sneakiness, the biggest possibility is...
They saw a ghost!
Fatima turned pale with fear.
But the genes inherited from her mother allow her to think calmly in such situations.
She untied the ropes on her father and asked him to pack up his things quickly. The two of them had to leave Ruicheng before dark and live in another city.
This was the only possible way they knew of to get rid of the evil spirit.
Cohen climbed up the stairs in a hurry, while Fatima remained in the basement, which was her studio and where all her property was hidden.
When she packed up all her belongings and was about to go upstairs to meet Cohen, she suddenly felt something was wrong.
The sound is not right.
Cohen has been drinking for years and was in a hurry to pack up, so it was normal for him to make some noise.
But the sound coming from upstairs at this time was not the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, but the sound of chopping meat with a knife and an axe.
Click, click, click...
She swallowed her saliva and looked up woodenly, and saw sticky blood flowing down the stairs...
Fatima immediately closed the iron door of the basement and leaned against it with her heart pounding.
After a while, the sound of chopping meat disappeared and there was a knock on the door.
Martha's voice came from outside the door: "I'm sorry to have delayed you for a day. I came to get my doll. Is it ready?
Fatima held her breath, not daring to reply, hoping that Martha would think that no one was in the basement and leave her alone.
After a while, the knocking stopped.
Just as Fatima breathed a sigh of relief, she heard a familiar voice coming from outside the door. This voice made Fatima tremble all over. It was the voice of her mother in her memory!
"My dear daughter, you are still as smart as you were when you were little."
"I know you are in the basement. All you need to do next is listen to me. You don't need to open the door. I won't go in either."
"Cohen didn't lie. I was indeed a murderer who dismembered corpses, but this does not prevent me from being loyal to my family, nor does it prevent you from being my most beloved daughter."
"I came back this time for two purposes."
"The first is to seek revenge on Cohen. He stabbed me nineteen times, and now I'm stabbing him back. That's fair, isn't it?"
"The second purpose is to come back and see you."
"I was pretending to be Martha. Through her body, I saw what you look like now. You are as beautiful and strong as I imagined. This makes me feel very relieved."
"When I was pretending to be Martha, I told you that my wish was to make a coat out of the soft fur I collected. But now I want to make a fur doll out of these precious furs and give it to my daughter."
"These words are all true. The doll I commissioned you to make is actually a gift for you to celebrate our reunion as mother and daughter."
Fatima turned around and pressed her head against the iron door.
She was still afraid, but she was also touched by her mother's sincere words.
Over the years, she has been looking forward to talking to her dead mother like this. But while she was moved, Fatima remembered a sentence the "prophet" said on TV.
"Ghosts are not moved, they don't repay kindness, they don't sympathize, they only pretend to be someone in order to eat them up completely..."
If my mother was not lying, the leather used to make the fur doll was the leather she had saved over the years to make a fur coat for herself.
So, as the mother of a dismemberment murderer, where would the accumulated leather materials come from?
The basement lights flickered and the air grew chilly.
Fatima turned around stiffly.
She saw that the huge rabbit doll, which was as tall as a person and that she had been sewing for several days, on the workbench actually sat up by itself.
A weird smile appeared on that cute rabbit face.
The hair on its body began to disappear like a phantom in the water, revealing its terrifying true appearance. This rabbit doll was actually made of palm-sized pieces of human skin of different skin colors!
Fatima was suddenly shocked to realize that the leather that Martha sent had no hair from the beginning. She had been sewing dolls with these human skins in the basement for the past few days!
The human-skin rabbit slowly approached, and the silk threads on its chest broke one by one, like a smelly, bloody mouth opening.
"My daughter, this is my gift to you!"
……
Fatima's last memory was of the horrifying human-skin rabbit, which wrapped itself around her like a coat.
She was so frightened that she kept screaming until she passed out from lack of oxygen due to shouting.
When she woke up again, she found herself in the hospital and received a conscription order.
If humans want to get rid of ghosts, they can only make a pilgrimage to the Valley of the Dead, but the ghosts will try every means to stop humans from making the pilgrimage.
Therefore, the best candidates for pilgrimage are humans who survived the ghost attacks.
For the survival of mankind, this call leaves no individual with the power to refuse.
After Fatima was discharged from the hospital, she began to receive group training for the trip to the Valley of the Dead. The participants were people who, like her, had survived ghost attacks.
Being with these people greatly alleviated Fatima's fear.
But sometimes when she was taking a shower, what she saw in the mirror was not herself, but a huge human-skin rabbit made of scraps of skin...
Some time passed.
The pilgrims set out, and in the Valley of the Dead they encountered many difficulties that sounded familiar.
But whenever they encountered a dead end, the pilgrims would miraculously escape danger. Once, when they were about to fall off a cliff, Fatima was pulled back by a mysterious man.
The palm of the mysterious man who pulled her felt like stitched skin!
In this way, the pilgrims overcame many dangers and finally arrived at the huge room, but facing the dark staircase leading down, all the members of the pilgrims were a little timid.
On the way, they discovered that the Valley of the Dead was definitely not a retreat for the "Holy Spirit", but more like a terrifying devil's cave.
If they continue walking down, what may be waiting for them is not a solution to save humanity, but a truth that is more horrifying than the current situation.
Even ants try to survive, so in order to live longer, they decided to stay in this room temporarily.
But on the day when the decision was made, the pilgrims were horrified to find that strange evil spirits were coming out of their bodies.
There were rabbits with human skins, monsters with huge eyes, monsters with many arms and legs, and all kinds of evil spirits. Every time a monster appeared, a member of the pilgrim team died silently.
These twisted evil spirits moved slowly, like a pilgrim, towards the dark staircase...
(End of this chapter)
