Chapter 1113 (1/2)
In the morning, Caroline got up first and checked the attic. She went up the ladder, took out the master key and opened the door of the attic. It was just dawn. The light in the attic was very dim, and there were a lot of sundries on both sides. Most of them are all kinds of puppets, including ferocious and terrible gods, human figures covered with white cloth, straw scarecrows and sewn puppets.
All kinds of puppets are stacked on both sides with ferocious and strange expressions.
But these creepy dolls seemed to give 'Caroline' peace of mind. She smiled and walked through the dolls, and the shelf with sundries on the opposite side fell down! There was a door behind the shelf. The door was open. The shelf leaning on the door was pushed down, just as something pushed through the door. It shook with great force, and there was a mess in front of the door.
A wax figure stood in front of the door, her neck twisting strangely.
The wax was covered with a layer of ash to make it look less lifelike, otherwise it would be too scary! Some of the wax statue melted. She should have posed as a dancer, but now it is like a twisted dead man hanged by something. Its limbs are close to the body, twisted like a fracture, and its expression is very terrible.
Like other strange figures, this wax statue has a very vivid feeling and strange vitality.
Caroline saw the wax figures, but she was suddenly relieved. She went up to straighten the shelf, leaned the wax figures against the door again, and whispered, ”it's good to have you... They can't get out! Otherwise I really don't know what to do... I dreamed of them again. They were looking for me. In the dream, they had found us! They were approaching us!”
”They're getting closer and closer! If they find us... We're dead! No... death is much better than that.”
Caroline said something, as if she had courage again. She stood up: ”someone is staring at us! There are two stunned people, who should be FBI people.” she sneered: ”but they don't know what they are facing!”
Caroline took out a white candle from the nearby glove cabinet with trembling hands. She lit the candle and let the wax drop on the wax statue. She touched her hand with wax oil, whispered Benin's indigenous language and smeared wax oil on the wax statue. Sometimes she twitched and sometimes turned her eyes white.
Hands shaking like Parkinson's!
After this series of ceremonies, Caroline looked as pale and sweaty as if she had been drawn blood. She looked even older!
Caroline hunched over and turned slowly to leave the attic.
The wax figure behind her strangely opened her eyes and stared at her back with extremely resentful eyes. Caroline seemed to notice something. She quickly turned back, but the scene just now was like an illusion. The eyes of the wax figure were still closed, the wax oil on it was intact, and she was still like a girl struggling to be entangled by something and on the verge of death.
Caroline was a little frightened. She backed up, quickly turned back and staggered downstairs.
Luke's lawyer was scraping the grease from the carpet with a knife. He saw Caroline running down and shouted to her, ”slow down, what's your hurry?”
”The attic won't stop them for long!” Caroline said. ”They'll be stronger here. We have to get out of here until they become weak. We'll have a chance to clean them up!”
Luke suddenly looked up and asked, ”is there any grease in the attic?”
Caroline suddenly said, ”there's no grease in the attic! Where did they come from?”
They ran up in panic. Following the traces of grease, when they passed Chen Ang's room, they found a little more yellow and white grease at the door of the room than other rooms. ”Looks like they've been found!” Caroline said with a mysterious smile. ”I hope they didn't get scared last night!”
When he passed the door of Chen Ang's room, the door suddenly opened. Chen ang stood at the door with a pale face and looked at the two people. After he looked down and saw the grease on the carpet, his face immediately twisted and his face became more blue and white.