I felt the girl’s consciousness.She woke up, did not dare to move for a moment, carefully looking at the room.

These people in the living room, surrounded the sound equipment, tapping and beating, pulling out the power cord, and plugging back back, trying all kinds of switches.

"It's broken."This bad news was announced.

These people feel disheartened, complain after two sentences, but do not want to leave the scene.

They dragged the table and opened the beer bottle as if to play a game.

No second person noticed the floor change.

The man who was dropped was not found.

The thing, which did not know what it was, kept the man's appearance just now, stood where he was, turned his head, and watched the actions of the people in the room.

It was as if he was watching, as if he were analyzing and learning the behavior of these people.His eyes did not blink, nor did his body move.This kind of performance makes me feel uncomfortable.

He acted with a purpose, but these people were confused and did not find the situation at all.

What worries me the most is the identity of this thing.It can sneak in so quietly, drop a living person, you can use the same method, drop the bag of other people.

If it has the ability to learn and can read a person's memory, this kind of packet loss is more difficult to detect.

I looked at it for a moment and there was no next move.The learning process can be slow.

The girl had woken up completely, got out of bed, and was going outside.

I turned my head and saw the girl’s face.

She wore the plush slippers of the little rabbit, draped her natural curls of hair, and walked toward the living room.

She wanted to call her aunt Emily, but she noticed the thing first.

That thing no longer looks at the others.He looked at the girl, pulling on the muscles of his face, and showed a stiff and strange smile.

Some of the girls were frightened, and some of them were overwhelmed.

The face of the thing suddenly twisted, the five senses were squirming, the face became flat, and a new five-signature was born.

The girl rolled her eyes and looked at the face into another familiar and unfamiliar face.

She remembered what her father looked like.

The vague face of the memory became clear.

But it should make her feel nostalgic and kind face, because the incident turned into her nightmare.

“Ah—” the girl screamed.

The young people who were playing turned around.

Their bodies are fixed.

I saw the darkness on the ground that had climbed into their calf.

Emily was impatient, “Why don’t you go to sleep?”She staggered as if she were going over, but she was caught in something.

Emily bowed her head, her face full of confusion.

One by one, they found something wrong on the ground and found something on their legs.But their reaction was slow.It may be because of alcohol, so that they can not respond immediately.

The thing had changed its face and had returned to the young man’s appearance.He moved as usual and went to the girl.

The girl turned and ran.

The floor of the corridor has also been darkened.

That thing melted and blended into the darkness of the ground.

On the floor in front of the girl, a shadow rose up and stood in front of the girl.

The girl braked, stepped back, did not cry, but opened her eyes and made a poor whimper.

She went back and tried to run to the living room, trying to find her aunt Emily.

In the living room, the man next to Emily was suddenly completely swallowed up by the darkness.In the darkness that covered him, someone’s face came out.

The girl stopped her steps again.

The darkness quickened and engulfed the young.

Emily yelled in fear, but there was no way to stop the darkness from devouring her body.

In that clump of black, Emily’s face reappeared.

The face was expressionless, just looking at the girl.

Everything else is like that too.They all looked at the girls.

The girl trembled.

She hid in the corner of the room, with her back against the wall.

Those things took a step forward and surrounded the girls.

She finally cried out.Tears blurred the vision and blurred the faces.

The heat wave hit.

I looked at the door.

The flame opened the door, turned into a wolf, and threw itself on the things in the room.

Like the chocolate roasted by fire, those things lost the human form, one by one, melted down to the ground and turned into strange sculptures.

The fire continued to burn, burning the ground.The same black, but now gives people a different feeling.

The girl looked at the scene.

The heat made her hair more curly, but she relaxed a little.

Oh, hey, huh...

With the sound of high heels falling, a figure came through the door.

This is still the man I just met not long ago, the Karin of the Exorcist Association.

She went inside, looked around, and her eyes fell on the girl, “Is only you alive?”

Tears came out in the girl’s eyes.

Karan stepped forward and touched the girl’s head, “It’s okay.You are already saved.You are safe.”

The girl cried loudly in Karan’s arms.

The dream scene has changed and is becoming distorted.

I looked at Karan's calm look, something strange in my heart.

This scene disappears.

The girl’s bedroom changed and became a new room.She was taken back to the Exorcist Society by Callan and assigned to a room.Karan lives here too.

The girl fiddled with the puppet in her hand.The puppet’s legs have been reloaded.

Karan was packing up for the girl, “This mission you’re done well.Your ability is getting stronger.”

The girl gave Karin a big smile.

"It's a bad habit."As Karan spoke, he took out the clothes in his suitcase and hung them in the closet.

The girl’s smile froze.

“Do you like witches?”Karan asked.

"Certainly not!I hate witches!Those are the bad guys!”The girl is angry.

In her consciousness, there was a scene in her dream.The humanoid monsters that come out of the darkness are the masterpieces of witches.

Girls hate witches.

I have some doubts.

There is no curse on those things, not like magic or magic.

“Why do you want to design a fantasy like that?”Karan turned and looked at the girl and asked.

The girl pouted, “Isn’t that scary?”He was afraid, and whatever I asked, he answered.

Karin is not sure.

The girl touched the puppet, “I don’t know what kind of illusion should be created.“Before...” The girl thought of Emily, “Before, I was just creating the person in the photo, or the person in the video, and the room.”

Emily used her abilities that way.

“What kind of fantasy do you want me to create?”The girl looked expectantly at Karin.

“It’s not what kind of fantasy I want you to create.That is your ability.Only when you really use it can you become stronger.Follow other people’s instructions, and your ability is limited to that.You know it yourself, don’t you?”Karan walked up to the girl and held her face, “When you were young, you could only let your parents hear the voice in your consciousness.”After your father’s death, you can see the hallucinations.Now you can build a fantasy and incorporate the consciousness of others.”

“I can’t do that alone.It's Jefferson's help."The girl said.

"You'll do it someday."

“Really?”

“Certainly.”

Knee!

Someone knocks on the door.

Karan touched the girl’s head and opened the door.

“Calan, the eagle caught something, come and see!”The man outside the door cried excitedly.

"What?"“Damn, or what witch’s puppet?”Karan asked as he walked out.

“No!“These are teddy bears!”The man answered out loud, “Live Teddy Bear!”