Weird Stories: Gothic Lolita Begins

At 8 pm, Donahue finally waited for Miles to send the follow-up of the incident.

[Passerby face: It's a pity...]

Subconsciously, Donahue pressed the lock screen button and refused to see the following content.

After sitting in the bedroom without lights on for a long time, the young man finally turned on the phone screen stiffly.

The dim light of the phone screen reflected the young man's slightly confused face.

[It's a pity that the White family has indeed been a ghost story. There is no hope. My condolences. [File-Playing House Puppet. Document][Event Report-20381011 White. Document]]

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The ghost story "Playing House Puppet" is a plural ghost story. The main body is a rough-made ball-jointed wooden puppet. Once placed in a place that can be called a "home", it will gradually affect the family members of that "home" and assimilate them into new "Playing House Puppet".

From the time the puppet was activated, the victim's thinking was obviously slow for three days, and he relied more on "inertia" to move.

At this stage, a few alert victims can even detect the existence of "abnormality" by themselves. As long as the puppet is taken away/destroyed in time, they can still be saved. - Even if the sequelae are serious.

After six days, the victim's thinking is completely lost, and he sits in silence in the "home".

At this time, if someone comes to visit, the victim will still receive according to "inertia", but will show obvious abnormality when encountering questions and contradictions.

At this time, even if the victim is "saved", he is already a vegetable without thinking...

After nine days, the victim is completely assimilated into a new puppet, and there is no hope.

It was just six days when Donahue visited Ivy's family.

…

In the dark room with only the faint light from the phone screen, Donahue stared at the end of the incident report, "Someone gave the house puppet to Little White and asked him to take it home", and unconsciously squeezed the phone until it made a click.

Who this "someone" was, the report only said "further investigation is needed".

But it doesn't matter anymore, no matter who it is, Ivy's family has become a vegetable.

Taking a deep breath, Donahue held on to the last bit of luck and clicked on the private chat interface of the "God Boss". Word by word, he translated Ivy's family's experience into concise text, and finally attached the two documents sent by Miles.

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Dark realm.

Lenari looked at the content sent by the "errand boy" on the phone screen and sighed secretly.

After thinking for a moment, Lenari controlled the tentacles to roll up a coin and threw it up.

Divination: Ivy's family is dead.

——Yes.

Divination: The souls of Ivy's family are still alive.

——Yes.

Divination: The souls of Ivy's family have passed away.

——Yes.

Lenari threw the coin away and replied in the private chat interface: [The souls of Ivy's family have passed away. 】

…

Dark bedroom.

Donahue looked at the short line of text, unwilling and slightly comforted.

Then, Donahue felt extremely angry and comforted himself for this fact.

Why!

Sister Ivy is such a good person!

So hard-working, so kind...

It's obvious that she finally got happiness...

…

He cried.

After truly understanding what "orphan" means, I cried for the first time.

…

In the early morning, Lenari, who tried to extend her power, once again realized that someone was calling her.

It was still the kind of call with both the name of God and the name of Honor.

Following the channel constructed by the call, Lenari cast a careful gaze.

…

Familiar bedroom layout, familiar people.

Donahue knelt on the ground, with a candle on each side of the small square table in front of him, and between the candles, there was an exquisite antique bronze mirror.

——It is called a bronze mirror, but in fact the mirror surface is still glass, and only the outer shell is made of brass.

"…Great Lord of Everlasting Darkness, I beg you, I beg you to give me revelation, and reflect the person who gave the little White house puppet on the mirror surface…"

Donahue knelt on the ground, whispering, praying over and over again, like a fanatic.

Suddenly, a familiar feeling of being watched came over him.

Donahue widened his eyes, and with the familiar pain of his brain about to explode, he stared at the bronze mirror between the two candles.

The orange-yellow flames of the two candles turned dark at some point, not only no longer shining, but swallowing all light like a black hole.

In this case, the room with the curtains tightly drawn should be pitch dark. However, Donahue did see a clear reflection of a person in the mirror that he had carefully selected and originally intended to give to Nicole as a birthday present.A figure.

That person...

That person!

Donahue fainted.

...

Dark territory.

Lenari sighed and skillfully sent a message to summon seven ambulance teams.

As for the mirror...

Although it is indeed alienated, it is still controllable and will not emit pollution. Just treat it as work equipment issued to subordinates.

I have to say that Donahue is really smart. He knows that he cannot bear a direct "answer" and cleverly finds the most suitable "medium".

——It is written in the textbook, but the textbook in Donahue's hand is an entry-level one. It only mentions it briefly, but does not teach the specific steps...

Fortunately, Donahue prayed to her, otherwise, he would have sacrificed himself unknowingly this time...

In addition, the security of Inesel City should be rectified.

——Global weird stories such as the former Scarlet Arena and the Dream of Fish are fine, but her territory is not where any garbage can run wild.

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In the afternoon, Donahue struggled to wake up and had a big fight with Nicole, who came to visit him and accidentally learned about his "heroic deeds" from the attending doctor.

Looking at Nicole's crying back, Donahue apologized silently.

——If he didn't take revenge on Ivy, he couldn't get over the threshold in his heart, even if he would be in danger.

Besides, knowing the truth of this world, he could no longer enjoy the illusory "comfortable daily life" as if nothing had happened...

…

Ignoring the obstruction of the attending doctor, Donahue forced himself to leave the hospital and took a taxi straight to his staff dormitory.

In the bedroom, on the small square table, the antique bronze mirror lay there quietly. Except for the candle being extinguished, everything was intact.

Donahue glanced at the ceremony table, not in the mood to clean it up. He found the mobile phone he had thrown on the bed and opened the BB to see if the boss had any instructions.

The unread messages showed that the boss did have a few messages.

[The mirror has been alienated and has some living characteristics. Remember to bring it with you when you go out. ]

[You can ask it about things that have "happened" or "existed". As long as it knows, it will answer with text, images, or videos depending on the situation. ]

[It eats meat. Remember to feed it some chicken, duck, fish, or any other garbage meat every day. ]