My doppelganger drama

Wan Yi took the branch in his hand and knocked on the fence beside the high platform: It's your turn to work. That thing is your big chicken drumstick. Eat it quickly.

Giggle--

A hand was placed on Wan Yi's shoulder, and the broken figure leaned against Wan Yi's body, making a creepy sound.

Are you still addicted to playing?

Isn't this a rehearsal before the play? Curse Wan Yi said.

The spin-off of Sadako vs. Kayako and Wan Yi vs. Jack's Mom ​​will be performed next. Actors come on stage quickly! Wan Yi directly grabbed Curse Wan Yi's hand on his shoulder and threw it over his shoulder. He was thrown from the high platform.

Curse Wan also fell into the darkness at the foot of the mountain.

Suddenly, a strong mountain wind blew,

All the dormant birds in the mountains were awakened, spread their wings and flew high, making chaotic calls in the dark night.

…

At the crossroads, Wan Yi, the transformed cursed devil, was throwing pebbles at the mangled young lady who was standing there in a daze.

Little sister, why don't you leave? You can't be trapped here, and your hair is coming over there. Little Ghost Wan Yi said.

The bloody young lady showed no reaction.

Suddenly, the resentment lingering in the little ghost Wanyi began to float towards the mountains in the distance.

Only then did the young lady react, turning her head slightly to look at him.

You've moved on, but I have to leave. Although it's only been two weeks, it's quite comfortable working with you. I've experienced a little bit of a different boss. Kid Wan Yi said with a smile.

The bloody face faced Wan Yi, seeming to be watching him.

But I still prefer my boss. Anyway, thank you. I am very happy during this period of studying abroad.

As he spoke, Little Ghost Wan Yi completely dispersed with the wind and flowed into the mountains.

At the same time, many similar black gases rose from the city.

Many of them are even directly separated from the black hair.

Wan Yi's resentment must ultimately belong to Wan Yi.

There are more and more chaotic birds in the mountains and forests, and they are becoming more and more complex. The crows in the city were also attracted by the movement at this time and circled in the mountains.

boom!

Finally, all the birds gathered together, outlining the outline of a man.

The black female figure in the city quickly turned her head and looked at the other person with resentful eyes.

It was also a growing grudge. Together, the two began to plunder the city's resentment, and naturally they became rivals.

But it's not just this reason, it's obvious that the one on the mountain is coming for it.

The mountain birds took the hazy figure and landed directly from the mountains to the edge of the city.

The two behemoths approached quickly and crashed into each other.

…

“Not just disaster movies, but even monster movies.”

Wan Yi and Jack, who were still in the city, stood on the roof of a relatively remote high-rise building to ensure that they would not be affected and could clearly see the details of the fight.

At this time, the sky is getting brighter, and after a whole night of tossing, dawn is about to come.

Unfortunately, the two things in front of them are not vampires and are not afraid of sunlight, so dawn cannot stop them.

Oh my God. Jack had seen it.

The fact that his mother could transform into such an outrageous thing was enough to refresh his world view, but now there was another one popping up in the mountains.

What is happening to this world?

You are so well protected by your sister. Wan Yi said in a sincere tone.

Although this sentence sounds strange.

The little girl was still lying on her brother's back, but her empty eyes kept going back and forth between the giant bird and Wan Yi.

When Jack was attracted by the movement of the two monsters, Wan Yi raised an index finger to make a silent gesture to the girl and kept smiling.

Then he looked at Jack and said, Jack, do you want to hear a story?

What?

A story about your mother.

My mother's story? Jack was confused. Why do you still want you to tell me my mother's story?

The complete story of how your mother became like this, Wan Yi said.

Then I can listen.

Then Wan Yi told Jack what he had investigated, adding a little drama to it.

Wan Yi told the story in a very gentle tone. It should have been a scary and sad story, but in his tone, it seemed like a warm bedtime story.

Under the subtle influence of mental power, Jack listened to the story and nodded from time to time. The fatigue of not having a rest for a day came to him at this time, and his eyelids gradually became heavy.

When the story ended, Jack went to sleep.

Wan Yi placed him on a bench on the roof of the building: From now on, you can take good care of your brother. You will definitely be very busy. I am sure that he is such a person and will definitely fuck you up. Heart.

Annie stood beside Wan Yi and looked at Wan Yi quietly.

Wan Yi reached out and touched her head, but the girl did not resist: Mother is a very important position, but this position has never been fixed. Just like you are to Jack now, even if you are his sister.

After saying that, Wan Yi jumped out from the roof.

A cloud composed of a flock of birds passed by, and Wan Yi disappeared in mid-air.

…

The two huge groups of resentment collided together, which was also the collision of countless resentments they carried.

Between the two curses, countless phantoms of resentment occurred frequently, and both were brought into endless painful memories.

It was all normal at first, but gradually a special resentment arose in the collision of illusions, and then began to expand and keep replicating.

It's obviously the same resentment, but it seems like there are countless resentments!

Washed away by a lot of resentment, Jack's mother's curse was finally pulled into the illusion by this resentment.

As a curse, she will not be disturbed by the illusion of resentment, and will only kill all the moving people around her, killing endlessly, for her own resentment.

However, there is something wrong with this illusion of resentment.

There was a sea of ​​fire all around.

There were countless wailing sounds, calls for help, and successive explosions from the flames.

boom!

A black mist passed over the sky. It was a rugged claw with countless irregular distributions on its surface. Bloody eyeballs of different sizes peered at everything around it, swallowing up all large armed weapons.

At the same time, a layer of light white mist shrouded the background, like a curtain blocking everything.

A figure in the sea of ​​​​fire was slaughtering. The figure looked more human than human, more like some kind of beast.

Then, around the Grudge, it saw countless corpses.

Corpse, corpse, corpse!

And these corpses all have exactly the same faces.

It's that person...

Grudge still remembers this goal, this impressive goal. He should have become a kid under Grudge tomorrow, but he always comes out with a new one.

But now, in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood around it, it was basically him.

Occasionally there are some normal corpses, but they are also covered up by these corpses.

It's really surprising that this scene can be seen by outsiders. This scenery is not bad, isn't it? It's spectacular, miserable, venting, resentment, everything. A voice sounded.

A corpse on a pile of corpses suddenly got up and took a nice sitting position and said.

laugh!

As soon as he spoke, the black hair swallowed him up.

But then, another corpse spoke: After seeing such a shocking scene, randomly destroying the set is not what a good audience should do, miss.

laugh!

I'm sorry, because as a curse you just borrowed your appearance when you were alive. You are not actually a woman.

laugh!

But I still remind you that you are already on the stage, and you are about to change from an audience to an actor.

laugh!

It seems you are ready.

laugh!

Very good, the show is about to begin.

The black hair was stained with flames. No matter how it extended, the flames would spread until it completely caught fire.

Uh...ah!!

The resentment in it is being squeezed out by greater resentment.

In the face of pain, there is always a deeper pain covering it.

No need for heartbreaking mental pain.

This is the ultimate, endless physical torture with no end in sight.

Under the gaze of countless Wan Yi corpses, she became an actor suffering pain, and Wan Yi became the audience at this time. Lines of sight were projected around her, and each sight attached a piece of pain to her body. .

The firelight flickered, and more images flashed before Curse's eyes.

The self who was restrained and injected with unknown drugs was awake watching his body being cut open, watching himself become unrecognizable, and begging for death in pain.

Repeat, repeat, everything keeps repeating itself, bringing with it a new and different pain each time.

ah--!!

The screams of curses continued to spread in this illusion, and finally disappeared among more wailings, failing to cause any waves.

…

Disengage.