My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 88 Close Your Eyes
The moment Black saw Ethan, tears filled his eyes immediately.

She went out for a morning run and saw the little boy again in the second-floor window as she passed the abandoned meatpacking plant.

Driven by curiosity, Blake crossed the overgrown road and entered the factory building.

She followed the trail of the little boy into the basement, and met the corpse of a woman who had been hung up and her belly broken, and a strange man sitting at a desk.

In a hurry, Blake wanted to escape, but accidentally knocked down the debris around him.

This sudden sound caught the attention of that weird man.

After fleeing and chasing all the way, Blake hid in a corner.

After sending Ethan a distress message in a hurry, she was caught by that weird man and locked her in this terrifying freezer.

She could only wait for that glimmer of hope in despair. Like last time, she firmly believed that she would wait for her own light.

Ethan looked at the lock on the door, not wanting to drag his injured leg back to find the key on Graham.

So he found a crowbar from the side, and after a few hard knocks, the door lock fell off.

Ethan grabbed the doorknob and pulled it back hard.

The heavy freezer door was slowly opened, and Black rushed out with a gust of cold air.

"Wait a minute, don't jump."

Ethan knew about Black's habit and quickly stopped her.

However, as soon as the words fell, she had already jumped onto her body, and Ethan let out a muffled snort, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

Black clasped Ethan's head tightly with both hands.

This guy, who was not killed by Graham, was almost suffocated by her.

"I know you will come to save me."

Black hugged Ethan with both hands, his body was still trembling.

Ethan kept patting her on the back, and it took a while for Black to calm down.

"What about that man?"

Black asked Ethan with a hint of panic in his voice.

"Don't worry, I've already dealt with him." Ethan squeezed out a smile as his forehead was covered in sweat.

Hearing what Ethan said, Black was relieved.

"Come down, I have a leg injury."

When Black heard what Ethan said, he jumped off him and squatted down hastily.

"Where did you get hurt?"

"On the lap."

Ethan looked at a white, deep ditch below, and said thirstily.

In desperation, Blake quickly reached out to touch his thigh
When the wound was touched, Ethan's thigh trembled, and Black quickly withdrew his hand, which was covered with blood.

"We need to find a doctor for you quickly."

Blake turned her head anxiously, but collided with the bulging bag, so angry that she reached out and grabbed it vigorously.

"What's the matter, you still think about it."

"Easy, light."

Blake stood up angrily and supported him.

After calming down, Ethan looked into the freezer, but was pulled by Black's arm.

She shook her head and said impatiently:
"Don't go in."

"It's okay, I've seen enough on it just now."

Ethan let go of Black, and dragged his legs into the freezer. The shelves inside were full of objects covered with white cloth.

He glanced back at Blake, who nodded silently.

Ethan took a deep breath, and then lifted the white cloth.

On the shelves were all dismembered limbs, and there was also a naked female corpse with pale complexion and streaks of bruises on her body. Under the light of the cold storage room, she looked extremely cold.

Ethan didn't say anything, he covered the white cloth with his lips pursed, and walked out of the freezer.

Fortunately, I came in time, otherwise, what was waiting for Black would be the same fate.

"Let's get out of this damn place first."

Black nodded and helped Ethan up the steps.

At this time, she remembered something, and asked quickly:

"The little boy I saw last time is really here, have you seen him?"

"He should have been kidnapped too. We need to find him and leave together."

Ethan stopped for a moment, then continued to walk forward.

"no need."

"Have you got him out yet?" Black said with joy in his voice.

"No, I set him free."

Hearing what Ethan said, Black suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and hurriedly asked.

"What do you mean?"

"He is no longer a child. He should have participated in everything you saw in the freezer. It can be seen from the way he stabbed me."

"The little boy's name is Martin. The pervert who caught you and locked you up is called Gram. He has been living with Martin for the past two years."

"Under Graham's influence, little Martin's mind became distorted. Like Graham, he no longer regards people as human beings."

"Suffice it to say, the real Martin died two years ago."

Black listened to Ethan's narration silently, and the two came to the place where Ethan and Gram were fighting just now.

Graham's vitality is really tenacious, and his legs are still twitching from time to time.

Ethan smiled lightly, that's fine, it's exactly what he wanted, and let Gram enjoy the feeling of being tortured and killed.

Blake looked at Martin who was lying on the side, and let go of Ethan's arm.

She walked forward firmly alone, bent down to pick up the machete on the ground, and then walked to Graham.

It's a pity that Gram was hooked in mid-air and couldn't see the expression on his face.

Black's eyes were burning with anger, he held the machete tightly, and raised his arms high.

After a stab, the machete stabbed fiercely into Graham's stomach. After another violent struggle, Graham was completely silent.

Ethan stood still and took a puff of cigarette comfortably.

Black came back to support him again, and under Ethan's guidance, the two walked towards the place where they came in.

When passing by the previous room, Ethan glanced at the blond woman who was hanging, and seemed to see that her eyes were closed, and her face was calm and natural.

When approaching the exit, chaotic footsteps sounded, and the light of several tactical flashlights pierced the darkness of the basement.

The sound of footsteps running down the stairs quickly, accompanied by Jonathan's loud shout.

"Blake, are you there? Ethan?"

"I'm here, Uncle Jonathan." Black called out quickly when he heard a familiar voice.

Ethan also stopped, leaning against a nearby pillar.

Soon, Jonathan and three town policemen came running looking for the sound.

"Thank God, you're fine."

Jonathan hugged Black with one hand and said excitedly.

The light of the tactical flashlight shone on Ethan. He waved hello to several colleagues, and then clicked to light a cigarette.

Seeing the uniform on Ethan's body, the local town police put down their guns, and Ethan put the Glock back into the holster.

The person in the lead walked a few steps forward, and Ethan asked while looking at the police badge on his chest.

"Sheriff?"

The sheriff in charge nodded, "Are you from that police station?"

"Banshee Town Police Department."

The sheriff glanced at him. "Is your Sheriff Leo all right?"

(End of this chapter)