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In the early morning, Caroline got up first to check the attic. She walked up the ladder, took out the master key, and opened the attic door. It was just dawn, and the light in the attic was very dim, with many sundries piled on both sides. The most numerous are all kinds of puppets, including hideous statues of gods, human figures covered with white cloth, straw-made scarecrows, and sewn-up puppets.
Various puppets are piled on both sides, with ferocious and weird expressions.
But these creepy dolls seemed to reassure ¡®Caroline¡¯. She walked through the dolls with a smile, and the shelf with miscellaneous items on the opposite side fell over! There was a door behind the shelf, and the door was ajar. The shelf leaning against the door was pushed over, as if something pushed through the door. It shook with great force, and there was a mess in front of the door.
A wax figure stood in front of the door, her neck twisted strangely.
The wax is covered with a layer of dust, making it look less lifelike, otherwise it would be too scary! Some of the wax figure has melted. She was originally supposed to be in the posture of a dancer, but now it looks like a twisted dead person, strung by something, its limbs clinging to the body, twisted as if broken. , with a very terrifying expression.
This wax figure, like other weird dolls, has a very vivid feeling and a strange vitality.
When Caroline saw the wax figure, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. She went up to straighten the shelf, leaned the wax figure against the door again, and whispered: "Fortunately, I have you they won't be able to get out! Otherwise, I would really I don¡¯t know what to do I dreamed of them again, they are looking for me, and in the dream they have discovered us! They are approaching us!"
"They are getting closer! If they find us we will be dead! No death is much better than this."
Caroline said something and seemed to have the courage again. She stood up and said, "Someone is targeting us! Two stupid young people came here, they should be people from the FBI." She sneered: "But they don't know , what are you facing!"
Caroline took out a white candle from the utility cabinet next to her with trembling hands. She lit the candle and let the wax drip on the wax figure. She dipped her hands in the wax and whispered Benin's poem. Aboriginal language, while applying wax oil on the wax figure, she sometimes twitched and sometimes rolled her eyes.
My hands are shaking like a Parkinson¡¯s patient!
After completing this series of rituals, Caroline's face was as pale as if her blood had been drawn, and she was sweating profusely. She looked even older!
¡®Caroline¡¯ hunched over, slowly turned around and prepared to leave the attic.
The wax figure behind her opened its eyes strangely and stared at her back with extremely malicious eyes. Caroline seemed to have noticed something. She quickly turned back, but the scene just now was like an illusion, and the wax figure's eyes were still closed. The wax oil on it was intact, still like a girl who was struggling to be caught by something and on the verge of death.
Caroline was a little scared. She backed up, turned around quickly, and staggered downstairs.
Lawyer Luke was scraping away the dripping grease on the carpet with a knife. He saw Caroline running down and shouted to her: "Slow down, why are you in a hurry?"
"The attic can't stop them for long!" Caroline said: "Here, they will be stronger. We have to leave here and wait until they become weak. Only then will we have a chance to deal with them!"
Luke suddenly raised his head and asked, "Is there any grease in the attic?"
Caroline suddenly said: "There is no grease in the attic! So where did they come from?"
The two of them ran anxiously, following the traces of grease. When they passed Chen Ang's room, they discovered that there was yellowish-white grease at the door of the room, which was slightly more than in other rooms. "It seems they were discovered!" Caroline said with a mysterious smile: "I hope they weren't frightened last night!"
When passing by the door of Chen Ang's room, the door suddenly opened. Chen Ang stood at the door with a pale face, looking at the two people. When he lowered his head and saw the grease on the carpet, the expression on his face suddenly became distorted, and his expression became even darker. A little greener and whiter.
"yesterday¡¡"
Chen Ang hesitated and said: "There seemed to be some excitement last night" He stared at the carpet, as if he wanted to see through it, and asked in an unconfident voice: "Do you have a cat?"
Caroline replied cheerfully: "No, I don't like that thing. I'm allergic to animal hair!"
"It seems a little abnormal for a witch not to like cats!"
Nick¡¯s door also suddenly opened. He stood at the door, shiny black, staring closely at Caroline and lawyer Luke, as if they were staring at suspects. NickKe glanced at Chen Ang from the corner of his eye, saw his embarrassed appearance, and secretly cursed in his heart: "The drama queen!"
Nick said frankly: "Something is scratching at our door at night!"
Caroline deliberately hid her hands behind her back. She noticed that Chen Ang was quietly staring at the nails on her hands. She laughed in her heart, but there was a somewhat unpredictable look on her face, and she said, "Maybe Rats! If you don¡¯t have a cat, in such a big house, some small animals will inevitably breed.¡±
Nick pressed and asked: "A mouse can't climb that high. It can't climb from under the door to the handle. Why don't you just stare inside? And this room is indeed very old and very big, but I noticed But none of those pesky rodents or even bugs.¡±
"I heard that some wizards like to use sulfur to perform their witchcraft, so that they are so poisoned that their bodies smell of sulfur, and even insects refuse to come near where they live!"
Caroline saw the grease at the door and became impatient again: "Old houses are like this, there are all kinds of weird problems. Now I have to clean my carpet! An hour after breakfast, in the dining room downstairs!"
She heard her husband Luke roaring in the bathroom, and immediately ran over. As soon as she entered the bathroom, she saw herself on the wall, a dark-skinned, sharp-eyed woman who looked very capable¡ª ¡ªNegro woman, and next to that negro woman is the same negro wearing an old waiter's and servant's tailcoat.
Caroline's whole body shivered, and she screamed: "Mirror!"
"Why is there a mirror!" Caroline went up and broke the mirror. She hurriedly pulled a carpet from the side, wrapped the mirror fragments in it, rolled it into a ball, and stuffed it into her husband.
And she herself quickly walked to Chen Ang's room and asked them: "Mirror did you bring the mirror in the bathroom?"
Chen Ang raised his head in surprise and said, "What mirror?"
Caroline stared at him, as if she wanted to carve out his flesh, and said, "Don't let me find out who did it!"
"Mirrors are not allowed in this house!"
She was almost hysterical, yelling like a crazy woman.
Nick asked from the side: "Why can't there be a mirrorHas anyone done anything in front of the mirror? Or the mirror made you see your ugly face and the truth!"
He leaned forward and whispered: "What are you still afraid of?"
Caroline took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "I want to check your luggage! Make sure there are no mirrors inside!" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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