13 Mingke Street

Chapter 7 Mutation!

Reach out,Find the switch,Turn it on,With a click,The light comes on.Karen continues down,And arrives at the basement.

The perception of "horror" often does not come from physical objects, but from "self-imagination".When the Inmores' basement was being renovated, they certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to design it with a "gloomy" and "oppressive" atmosphere, but unfortunately, at night, even if you paint the walls all in Barbie pink, as long as you know there are two bodies lying inside, you won't feel "warm" and "lovely".The sound of crying continues.It's coming from Aunt Mary's studio.Karen walked to the door of the studio, which was not locked... because you couldn't think of a reason to lock it.Karen stopped in her tracks, not rushing to turn the doorknob, but instead turning around to look behind her.The hallway behind her wasn't pitch black because of the light, but the spiral ramp leading from the basement to the first floor was still dim, making it hard to see.Closing her eyes,Taking a deep breath,Karen hoped to smell the sweet scent of hot milk.

Unfortunately, he is not a dog's nose.Thinking of dogs,Karen lowered her head and glanced at the golden retriever who had been very enthusiastic because she let it into the house, but didn't follow her down to the basement;What a dog that is not worth loving deeply.She reached out and grabbed the doorknob;In an instant,it was like the "channel" had suddenly switched, a sense of dizziness came over her, not strong but still able to clearly sense its existence;Immediately,

The "crying" in the studio suddenly stopped.Karen turned around again, the light bulb above the aisle behind her still maintaining its normal brightness."Click..."Twisting the handle,Opening the door,Then reaching out, quickly finding the switch button next to the door and pressing it immediately;"Snap..."The lights in the studio turned on.Light,Plenty of light,

"Can bring great psychological comfort to people.In the studio, two stretchers are lying, with Mr. Jeff and Mr. Mosan on them respectively.Jeff's face is covered with powder, "radiant".It can be seen that he is a bit heavy, his hair is also combed with a middle part, and he has applied hair gel, making him look... especially energetic. It is estimated that Jeff has never been so energetic before.Mr. Mosan looks "normal" a lot, without heavy makeup but pays more attention to details and naturalness, looking like he is really sleeping.Aunt Mary is "partial" when working, fully showing the difference between welfare and normal bills.Of course, if Aunt Mary had known earlier that Mr. Mosan's children planned to cremate him, Mr. Mosan would have been "more glamorous" than the young man Jeff next to him.Karen walked past Jeff, the previous crying sounded old, obviously not something a young man like Jeff would make, it could only be... Mr. Mosan.But when standing in front of Mr. Mosan,Karen only saw Mr. Mosan lying there peacefully, without any other "abnormalities"."

"Reach out and pull over a round stool with wheels next to me, sit down, and prop my feet up on the railing underneath the stretcher cart.Karen tilted her head slightly,Just staring at Mr. Mosang.At the same time,The corner of my eye occasionally glances through the open door of the office, paying attention to the aisle... well, mainly the slope at the end of the aisle.Time passes by, one quarter of an hour.Everything is calm during this quarter of an hour.Whether you're a person or a ghost,Show yourself,Give some reaction, won't you?"

Karen sighed and prepared to leave. On a late night, the warm bed was still more attractive. She got up and walked past Mr. Mosang. She noticed that the button on his neck was undone, so she instinctively reached out to help him fasten it. However, as her fingertips touched Mr. Mosang's neck, Karen suddenly felt dizzy. It was like being intoxicated, and her body staggered. She quickly regained her balance and leaned against the wall. "Wuwuwu..."

Sobs could be heard once again.Karen immediately lifted his head,In front of him, Mr. Mosan was still lying there;But in the corner at an angle, it seemed like another figure had appeared, huddled in a ball and crying.Karen, who saw this scene, didn't scream in fear. He had already prepared himself mentally for this;And for Karen, seeing a "ghost" was much better than not seeing one;In the latter case, he would have to question whether his "mind" and "spirit" were having problems.So, compared to "I am crazy", Karen was more inclined to accept "this is a crazy world"."Mr. Mosan?"Karen's voice sounded inquiringly towards the figure huddled in the corner.

But the figure seemed to not have heard at all, not making any response, still sobbing to itself there.Karen stood up and walked towards Mr. "Mosang", but his "gaze" and "reality" formed a kind of "isolation", when he was walking towards Mr. Mosang, the distance between them did not close, but remained constant.When Karen's face was almost touching the opposite wall,Mr. "Mosang" was still curled up in the "far" corner.The "damn" scene, until now, did not scare Karen, and this "supernatural constant distance" made Karen even more curious."So, what I see is not a real existence?"After saying this, Karen bit her lower lip,"I said something stupid."Then,Karen tried to spread her hands and slowly move her standing position.

Next moment,The curled figure of Mr. "Mozang" also began to move, no, it was shifting.This feeling,It's like having a projector hanging on my forehead.Is this... the soul?Karen is not sure about the "material" of this thing, after all, he can't reach out and touch it from here.But,Karen suddenly had an idea.With Karen's continuous turning, the sobbing Mr. "Mozang" and the Mr. Mozang lying on the stretcher were placed in the same direction.After adjusting the direction,

Karen began to "focus" again,Moving her steps back and forth, trying to fit "Mr. Mosang" and Mr. Mosang together as closely as possible.In fact, Karen herself didn't know why she was doing this, but it seemed natural to her. Of course, the "ghost" should be placed with his body, at least give it a try?When the two overlapped,Karen clearly saw that the originally curled up Mr. Mosang suddenly stopped crying, and then, he stood up in confusion and lay on top of Mr. Mosang under Karen's "gaze".The whole process was quick, incredibly smooth and fluid;And when the two were completely overlapped,Karen felt like a hand suddenly grabbed her "brain", yes, her "brain", not her forehead, not the back of her head, not her scalp, but deep in her brain;With a "smack",It grabbed tightly,

"Pull outwards forcefully!"Mmm..."Karen let out a painful groan and fell to the ground, luckily catching herself with her hands on the tiles, otherwise she would have paid her respects to Mr. Hofen during the day.But even so,Karen could clearly see drops of blood falling onto the blue and white tiles in front of her.Her nose... was bleeding again.With one hand covering her nose, Karen struggled to stand up.At the same time,Mr. Mosang, who was lying on the stretcher with his makeup already done, also slowly sat up.Their movements were almost synchronized, silently synchronized.

"Um..."Karen let out a low cry.Although he was aware that all of this "death-defying" behavior was his own doing, he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw a corpse sitting straight in front of him.In the midst of the shock, there was a bit of panic, confusion, and bewilderment...and absolute excitement.Mr. Mosang gradually changed his position, from sitting on the stretcher to kneeling on it. His eyes were open, but they had no color, just a dull gray."Please...please...don't burn me...don't burn me...cremation of the body...unforgivable...cremation of the body...unforgivable..."Karen swallowed his saliva,watching Mr. Mosang "worship" and "beg" to him in a religious ritual.Aunt Mary had told him that in the doctrine that Mr. Mosang believed in, it was not allowed for believers to cremate their own bodies. For a devout believer, there were only two things that showed their loyalty to their faith... "life" and "death"."Life" was when they entered the religion, and "death" was their end, while also carrying on the meaning of "life" in a religious sense.

Previously, the "crying" I heard was from Mr. Mosang's sorrow."Mr. Mosang? Mr. Mosang?"Karen tried to call him."Please... don't burn me... please... don't burn me..."Mr. Mosang continued to repeat his plea.Oh,Is it impossible to have equal communication, leaving only one "instinct"?Or, in the language of my previous life, it is... obsession.But how did all of this happen?Aunt Mary, Uncle Mason, and Mina have never mentioned that a corpse can undergo a "transformation", which means that in the eyes of normal people, this world should be normal.

But the first time it was "Jeff," the second time it was Mr. Mosan,Encountering two such changes originating from the body in a row,Karen couldn't help but suspect... no, she was almost certain that all of this was inseparable from her, triggered by something within herself.Was it because of the original "Karen," or because of her "awakening"?"Please... don't burn me... don't burn me... don't burn me! Don't burn me! Don't burn me!!!"Karen noticed that Mr. Mosan's speech was starting to speed up, his shoulders were trembling slightly, and his eyes, which had no shine before, were now gradually filled with bloodshot veins.In the air,A dangerous atmosphere began to spread."Mr. Mosan?"Karen tentatively called out again, while her body began to turn.

The beginning of the situation was strange, but as it developed, it seemed to be following a "normal" path, for example... What would a corpse do if it suddenly "woke up"?However, just as Karen was about to pass by Mr. Mosang's side,Mr. Mosang suddenly raised his head:"You're actually going to... burn me!"Suddenly,Mr. Mosang's eyes were completely covered in blood, and his body jerked up;Yes, jerked up, the coordination of his muscles, bones, and entire body seemed to be nonexistent at this moment, but he still managed to stand up, like a fish thrown onto the shore, flopping!"Bang!"Karen felt a heavy blow to her back and fell forward.After falling, Karen immediately propped herself up with her hands, flipped her body over, and at this moment, Mr. Mosang also grabbed onto her, his hands quickly reaching for Karen's neck.

Karen lifted her knee and pushed towards Mr. Mosang; But this body, on one hand, was indeed weak, with a poor constitution, and on the other hand, Mr. Mosang's current weight could be said to be heavier than when he was alive. Karen's knee not only failed to push up, but was instead pushed down by the pressure from Mr. Mosang... and laid flat. "How dare you... burn me!!!" Mr. Mosang opened his mouth, And bit directly into Karen's chest. "Thud!" Karen's chest felt like it was hit by a stone, it hurt, but the expected bloody mess did not appear, because Mr. Mosang's teeth had long fallen out and he had to use dentures to eat. Therefore, Mr. Mosang was just gnawing on loneliness. But Mr. Mosang's hands had already climbed onto Karen's neck and began to exert force, his legs, his driving, more like an octopus, tightly entwining Karen.

Karen struggled to break free with all her strength, but her efforts seemed futile at this moment. In a near desperate situation, Karen, who was pinned down on the tiles, could only turn her head towards the entrance of the studio. "How dare you burn me!!!" Mr. Mosang was acting like a madman. "Smack!" It sounded like metal colliding, or a light bulb shattering, or perhaps a snap of the fingers? Karen couldn't distinguish the sound clearly now, but she felt a sense of relief in her heart. Phew...she was saved.

However, after that voice came,"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!! Burn me! Burn me! Burn me!"Mr. Mosang, who was already "crazy", completely went into a frenzy.Karen felt the hands around her neck tighten even more than before, and she could feel her neck about to be strangled.Like a sausage, the two hands grabbed each end and twisted in opposite directions, and then, one end... exploded;Karen now had a feeling that her "eyes", "ears", and "nose" were about to burst."How dare you... burn me!""How could you...!""How could you...!""Burn...!"

Suddenly,Mr. Mosang seemed to reach a critical point, his body stiffened and he collapsed.After the restraint on his neck was released, Karen began to gasp for air. The air in the basement was not fresh, but at this moment, Karen felt it was particularly sweet.This was not an exaggerated technique, but because she was bleeding from her throat and her nosebleed had soaked into her mouth.Karen pushed Mr. Mosang away from her, propped herself up with her hands, slowly moved her position, and leaned against the wall on her back, stopping.She turned her head,and looked at the door again,the nearby corridor was dimly lit, while the distance was still pitch black;Karen propped her face up with her hands,after a while,

With his hand stained with his own blood, he lightly patted his forehead,"Hehehe..."He laughed,After laughing, he took a deep breath,Using a Chinese that doesn't exist in this world,He cursed this world over and over again:"Damn, what kind of bullshit world is this..."...At the slope leading from the basement to the first floor,Dis stood there,

On his face, there was a black cat Pu'er crawling at the same height as the first floor stairs;Dis turned his head and looked at Pu'er,asking:"Is what he said at the end, the language of the demon?"The black cat lifted its head,looking at Dis,and in the next moment,it unexpectedly spoke in a woman's voice, speaking human words:"I have lived for two hundred years and I have never heard of a demon... creating their own language."Immediately after,

Pu'er also added:"Still so... complicated and obscure."