Mystery: Mr. Witch and Miss Hunter

Chapter 105
March 12, early morning.

This day is the "Nail Festival" for storm believers.Most of the believers in the storm are fishermen. On this day, the sea area near the stormy abyss of Passo Island, which is originally in the temperate zone, will freeze against common sense, and the ice will not melt until the New Year comes.

Fishermen often use this date as a dividing line. After this day, even the most diligent fishermen will not go to sea before the "Sail Festival" on January 1 of the following year.It is said that this period is the period when marine life meets the Lord of Storms, so they cannot go fishing.

On this day, believers of the storm often choose seafood or meat from the port area as food, hoping to obtain the blessing of the Lord of Storms in a similar way.

Of course, in winter, in an inland city like Backlund, the price of seafood is quite high, which cannot be afforded by the Statham family's economic conditions.However, they have alternatives.

"There is not much bacon left in Damir Port that I entrusted the merchant to buy before, and I have to entrust someone to buy another piece during the Sailing Festival."

Mr Statham chatted with his family as he carefully sliced ​​off a large hunk of cured meat with a kitchen knife.

"It's five pounds a piece... But fortunately, it's only eaten twice a year."

Marisol nodded in agreement with some heartache.There is also a reason for the poor in the East District to consider their beliefs when forming a family-if they have different beliefs, they must be prepared for two kinds of festivals and double the expenses.

The Stathams sat at the table, and each was given four thick slices of red and white special bacon in their bowls.

They ate slowly and carefully, putting the bacon in their mouths for a while, and then swallowing a mouthful of oatmeal or bread with the smell of oil and salt.Repeat this several times until the taste of the surface of the cured meat fades, then carefully take a bite, put it in your mouth to chew slowly, and finally take a sip of wheat porridge, so as not to leave any bits of meat in your mouth.

Afterwards, Sophie and Marisol walked to the factory early.Although it is a holiday stipulated by the church, the factory will not be closed for it.In the past, old Lynch would roll out a trolley filled with brown bread and whipped cream at lunch time on similar days, and angrily asked them to come up one by one for extra meals in order.If anyone was greedy and dipped in the cream twice, old Lynch would hit their ass hard with the crutch.

However, today Sophie did not see the old Lynch who used to be like an eagle-beaked door knocker, who had been guarding the door early to check the number of people.Even the guards who had been guarding the gate were gone, only the two guards at the gate were still deserting in the sentry box.

Of course, since wages are recorded on a piece-by-piece basis, no one will be lazy even if there is no supervisor.Most of the time, the role of the supervisor is just to prevent someone from dying at the work station or ruining the finished product due to fatigue.

"Strange, why didn't old Lynch come?"

Marisol grunted and went to her own station without thinking too much.

Sophie's job was lace picking, which was at the end of the line, so she was fairly close to the door.This is a job that does a lot of damage to the eyes, so when Sophie raised her head and rubbed her sore eyes for the first time, and found that there seemed to be a bunch of shadowy black things behind the door, she didn't think so. Surprised.

"Did you pick too fast today? Everything looks dark..."

Sophie pursed her lips and complained a few words in puzzlement.

However, when she turned her eyes back to the work at hand, she found that those shadows had disappeared.

Unexpectedly, it got better soon... Sophie let out a sigh of relief, and continued to work hard.

However, when Sophie raised her head and moved her sore neck again, she was shocked to find that the black figures behind the door not only did not disappear, but seemed to be closer to her, allowing her to slightly see their general shape .

Distorted, misshapen, not human!

Sophie retreated suddenly and fell to the ground with a plop, almost knocking over the female worker behind her. The other worker yelled and cursed impatiently. After seeing it was Sophie, her anger subsided a little, but she was still furious.

"What's the matter, Sophie? Are you tired?"

The older female worker beside her stopped what she was doing in surprise, trying to help Sophie up.Although the female workers had become irritable and irritable after years of hard work in the East District, they were similar to men, but for a well-behaved child like Sophie, not everyone could be cruel enough to reprimand her.

"That, that door, there is a monster behind that door!"

Sophie threw herself into the opponent's arms in horror, shrinking into a small ball.

"Don't mess around, how can there be any monsters, isn't that door good?"

The older female worker was startled, and glanced at the closed warehouse door, but she didn't see any monsters, except that the pile of goods that had been blocking the door was removed at some point, and the door The gate and the iron chains on the door are in good condition without any abnormality.

"But, but I really saw it..." Sophie argued aggrievedly, "Now, I'm still there, lying behind that door!"

"Stop talking nonsense, come back to work quickly, there are a lot of things in front of you."

The female worker shook her head and shouted in Marisol's direction.

"Mary, come here and coax this child!"

After a while, Marisol hurried over from her work station and wiped Sophie's tears with her sleeve.

"What's the matter, Sophie? She was fine last night, why did she suddenly make trouble today?"

Marisol asked puzzled.

Sophie lay timidly in her stepmother's arms, and told Marisol about the anomalies she saw.

"What nonsense are you talking about, how could there be any monsters in broad daylight..."

Marisol was about to appease Sophie, when her eyes fell on the heavy door.However, that door had an inexplicable strange feeling in her field of vision, as if there was a thin black mist lingering behind the door.Although she didn't see the black monster Sophie was talking about, she also felt that something was wrong with this door.

Although the Statham family didn't know about it, the volcanic caves in Port Damir had parts connected to the spirit world, and the bacon smoked in the caves connected to the spirit world naturally possessed some peculiarities of spirit world products.For example, let ordinary people have the ability of "spiritual vision" for a short time. The purer the child, the better the effect of spiritual vision.

"How about you go to my workstation first, how about I help you here?"

Although there was some instinctive discomfort with that door, Marisol still suggested so.She didn't know what was behind it, but she knew that if she wanted to ask for leave with this reason, she would definitely lose her job.Anyway, whatever it was, there was nothing wrong with keeping Sophie as far away from them as possible.

However, at this moment, the door exploded with a "bang". Caught off guard, Marisol, Sophie, and several female workers who were close to her were all rushed out by the blast.

Then, something in the door bared its fangs.

(End of this chapter)