episode_0183

That can’t be possible. no. why? There is no reason for you to make this choice.

“Why… … ?”

Probably not. It must be my imagination. It’s a dream. This is a nightmare. Yes, I had not yet woken up from a terrible nightmare.

There has been research showing that humans are adaptive animals. Yeah, I’m in that same situation right now. A mind that has become accustomed to the act of slitting its wrists cannot accept the pain caused by slitting its wrists as a stimulus.

A little more. I need something more painful and painful.

Priscilla, who was rolling her eyes here and there, looking for a sharp or pointed object, suddenly approached the burning candle.

“Okay, if this is… … . This will do.”

Priscilla swallowed dryly and took the candle out of the candle holder, then held the candle holder back and hit her thigh with all her strength.

Puzzle–!!

The needle of the candlestick, which was not made as a weapon in the first place but was meant to hold a candle, was blunt, so it ended up tearing the flesh of the thigh rather than piercing the leg.

“Ouch――!!”

Priscilla trembled and pulled out the candlestick, feeling a pain that felt like her brain was burning and a terrible burning sensation that felt like her thighs were being held by an iron.

The clear hole in my thigh was not very deep, but it was painful enough to bring tears to my eyes because it was created by a blunt needle forcibly tearing the flesh.

it hurts… … . It hurts, it hurts so, so much… … . Why am I doing this… … ? Oh yes, I was trying to wake up from a dream. You need to wake up. wake up. Wake up.

Priscilla gritted her teeth and twisted the candlestick left and right to pull it out. As a result, the wound opened and suffered significant bleeding.

“Hmm… … .”

Tong–tudong–

Priscilla dropped the candlestick from her hand and sat down on the floor, covering the wound with the sleeve of the dress she was wearing in place of cloth to stop the bleeding on her thigh, and squeezed her thigh.

As a result, the dress she was wearing became stained with blood and turned bright red, but Priscilla had no time to worry about such things.

Even though I slapped my hand on my thigh, I still couldn’t wake up. To be exact, I was under the illusion that I couldn’t wake up.

“Why… … . Why are you doing this… … ? Why, still… … .”

Why, why don’t you open your eyes? Why don’t you get out of bed? Why are you still here? Why doesn’t the creaking sound go away?

Oh, is this really not enough? Is it still not enough? How much more pain do I have to suffer here? How much more pain do I have to suffer here? What on earth are you asking me to do?

Creak――Creak――

Priscilla gritted her teeth and picked up the candlestick with both hands, hearing the squeak that continued even when she closed her eyes and blocked her ears.

At that time, I was about to hit my thigh again. For the first time, Priscilla’s ears heard someone else’s laughter instead of a squeak.

“Hehehe.”

“Hmph!?”

Priscilla trembled and stepped back at the low sound of laughter coming from behind her sister’s body. It was the sound of my sister’s laughter that I heard every day while having nightmares. No, it was a little different. It was similar.

no way. Maybe it’s not a body over there. He just hung himself, but he might still be alive. No, it may not be reality in the first place.

Assumptions and speculations bordering on delusion filled her mind, and Priscilla could only tremble at the situation that made her eyes roll over.

The sound of teeth clashing lingers in my ears. The candlestick I was holding in my hand fell to the floor.

“Uh, sister… … ? Sister, are you alive? Hey, you’re alive, right? Right?”

Priscilla walked up to Genea, who was shaking with her neck hanging from the ceiling while mumbling like that, and touched her cheek to Genea’s toes with a face that didn’t know whether she was smiling or crying.

Genea’s feet were soft, slightly wet, and had an unpleasant fishy smell.

“Please, tell me like before… … . Smile like you did then, sister… … . huh? love you. please… … . I did everything wrong… … . So, please… … .”

Priscilla clung to the already dead leg of Genea and begged, kissing her leg and rubbing her cheek against her foot.

However, no matter how much they begged and pleaded, the already dead person was not brought back to life.

However, the rope hanging from Genea’s leg, which could not bear the weight of Priscilla, broke with a snap, and Genea’s body fell on Priscilla.

“Ah… … . iced coffee… … !”

cold. It was so cold. Priscilla finally realized that she had already lost all her warmth and was left only as a shell, so she groped Genea’s body.

My heart wasn’t beating, and my body was stiff. I couldn’t feel my breath, and my whole body was as cold as ice. And from the nape of her neck, there was a fishy smell of blood.

“No… … . It can’t be… … . This is why this shouldn’t happen… … !! Sister, please! A dream, a dream… … . Please tell me it was a dream!!”

“There is no use denying it like that.”

Above the head of Priscilla, who was pleading while lying on Genea’s body, the owner of the laughter heard earlier appeared.

“This situation right now… … .”

The person who appeared with the sound of shoes again, again, again…

“It’s all reality.”

“Charles, Lot… … ?”

It was his niece, Charlotte, with a fresh smile.

Priscilla couldn’t understand why Charlotte was here at all. why? The question filled my mind.

“Why… … ?”

“Why? Umm… … . What are you asking, Auntie? Are you asking why my mother hung herself to death, or why am I here? If not that, both?”

How can you be so calm? No one else, your mother is dead. But, how can you be so calm?

Priscilla was speechless and couldn’t say anything and could only look at Charlotte. Charlotte came right in front of Priscilla and looked down at her.

“You must have been very surprised, seeing as you couldn’t say anything. Oh, or are you speechless because the sight of the body underneath was so shocking?”

Would you like me to clean it up for you?

Charlotte tilted her head as she said that, and Priscilla, who saw that, felt that even if something was off, it was definitely off.

“You… … . Who the hell are you? Charlotte… … ! What did you do to that child!”

Priscilla glared at Charlotte and shouted, but Charlotte answered calmly without blinking.

“Who am I? … . Who do you think I am to ask such a question?”

“There’s no way you’re Charlotte… … . A twisted monster like you can’t be that kind kid!”

At Priscilla’s resolute cry, Charlotte stumbled back as if shocked.

Priscilla’s eyes widened when she saw Charlotte like that. Are you shaking like this with just one word? Is it still a dream?

okay. This can’t happen suddenly. As expected, it was all just a bad nightmare. Priscilla, seeing a glimmer of hope, pushed Genea’s body aside and shouted.

“Not a devil, not even a human. okay… … . That good kid. There was no way that child, who was crying while thinking of his mother, would do such a crazy thing… … ! This fake!”

“Qu… … .”

“Disappear! Don’t think that just a nightmare can bring me down!”

“Quaaaa――Disappearing――”

Charlotte responded to Priscilla’s cry with exaggerated movements and speech, like an actor in a theater troupe, and bowed down.

Priscilla, who only then realized something was very wrong, took a breath and stepped back.

Charlotte, who had been lowering her head at the sound, slowly raised her head and smiled.

“Did you enjoy my play, Auntie? I thought it would be difficult for my aunt to understand, so I deliberately tried to act like an actor from a third-rate theater company. How was it?”

“What… … .Why doesn’t it go away…? … .”

“There is no way it will disappear. That’s right, this isn’t a dream.”

“No… … . No!”

Priscilla took a step back and tried to deny it, but Charlotte in front of her had no intention of disappearing.

“Why are you so scared that you’re backing away?”

“Oh, don’t come!”

I tried to back away with trembling legs, but I couldn’t open the distance.

Priscilla, who was retreating like that, stepped on something and lost her balance and fell backwards.

“Ugh!?”

“Ah, really… … . Even though she’s a corpse, you can’t step on my mother like that.”

Although the tone was kind and gentle, the content was very distorted. The moment I saw that distortion and recognized it. Priscilla couldn’t even breathe properly.

I was afraid. I felt like I was encountering something that wasn’t human. My senses were fading from my fingertips and I was losing consciousness, but only the pain in my legs remained, reminding me again and again that this was reality.

“You… … . What are you… … . What the hell… … .”

“You’re already asking the same question over and over again. What… … . It’s my fault for not being able to give you a definitive answer, so I’ll tell you again from the beginning.”

In response to Priscilla’s question, Charlotte tapped her chin with a fan and gave an answer she couldn’t understand and didn’t want to understand.

“I sent my younger brother to death for framing him, drove Sarah crazy for framing him, and made two innocent students die during the Spring Festival… … . And I used you to poison my father.”

Oh, I forgot to say thank you. It’s a little late, but thank you for being a great help to my plan, Auntie.

Charlotte said with a grin, and Priscilla pulled out her head, feeling a terrible sensation as if bugs were crawling on her brain.

“And when my mother heard my story, she hung herself without permission. Oh, you also said something similar to your aunt. He said, ‘This is not reality.’ He said the same thing until his neck cracked and he almost lost his breath. Well, I saved the trouble because I no longer have to use my own hands.”

Stop, please stop. please… … . I’m really going crazy. please.

Priscilla covered her ears and scratched them as if she was going to rip them off. But still, Charlotte didn’t stop talking.

“I’m really curious about what choice my aunt will make after hearing my story. Ah… … . hmm. Now that I think about it, I don’t think this explanation is the answer you want.”

“What is that… … .”

“What are you talking about? Now I want to tell you who I am.”

Charlotte said that and smiled.

“My name is Charlotte La Rochelle.”

From the beginning, until now. All the way. I was me. Aunt.

“Ah… … .”

“Tap,” he said. Priscilla’s glimmer of hope, along with her reason, was completely cut off.