On the country road in the dark park, the Rolls-Royce slowly drove into the parking lot of the country house.

Winston's face was livid, and he just felt unbelievable. He was in a state of confusion, still recalling the strange sights he encountered along the way and the tragic howls he heard.

Is there a possibility——

——Is there a possibility!

These things are all hallucinations in his mind, nightmares that have continued in recent months.

A horrific nightmare created.

The first thing Winston did after getting out of the car was to check the dark corners in front of and behind the car.

He was both excited and scared. In the end, he could only see a few shallow scratches on the dark green car paint, and not even a drop of blood could be found.

There was nothing in the trunk, which made him return in despair.

He pulled the young man in the back seat out of the car door, held up the customer's wrist, and used his watch to open the electronic sensor door.

The young man is still sleeping,

Even if Winston threw him on the sofa, the sudden weightlessness could not wake him up.

Winston ran to the bathroom and washed his face.

When I looked in the mirror, I was shocked by my terrifying and gloomy look.

He had the look of a zombie who hadn't had a good rest for more than a hundred days. The dust from cigarettes had blocked his pores, and he had a lot of acne and yellow spots.

Winston thought silently——

——If it could be sunny in London, I shouldn't live such a useless life.

Although there is no connection between the two, there is no cause and effect.

This is what Winston Spencer thought at the time. People always find excuses for themselves that are irrelevant.

When he returned to the main hall of the villa, he began to carefully observe this large and luxuriously decorated house.

It seems that this blond young man likes music very much. There are sixteen large speakers in the main hall and side halls. Even in a damp and dirty place like the toilet, two subwoofer speakers can be seen.

They say rich people have some quirks.

Winston speculated in his heart——

——This rich kid lives in isolation. There is no servant in the house. Apart from some emergency food and cheap fruit wine in the freezer, his only hobby may be music.

Uncle Winston slumped on the sofa, instinct driving him,

I want to put that horrible hallucination behind me.

There is no such thing as a strange bartender.

There is no ghost that cannot be seen in the mirror.

what he heard,

Everything you see is just an illusion.

What he has to do now is to wait quietly,

Wait for the customer to wake up, ask for a service fee, and preferably have a hot meal, or sleep in this warm big room, have a good talk with the customer, and maybe find a job as a private driver

.

Look at the furniture, look at the decor, even the baseball bats are made of silver.

This customer is so rich!

Winston began to travel in the bright future, imagining the sunny afternoon when he would lie on the green land beside the Thames and fish.

Someone held up a parasol and walked along the path by the river.

Perhaps there was a widow who looked beautiful and sad, about thirty years old, who could exchange sonnets with him, and eventually the two of them got married and gave birth to many babies.

He will have an extramarital affair, which is so severe that he may hang himself.

It is a dirty trivial matter that the folks talk about after dinner.

Winston pursed his lips and smiled, nodded vigorously, and asked himself questions in his mind.

Does it have to be a widow?

Can't it be another girl?

——Yes! It must be a widow, and the husband must be dead.

A widow who inherited a large inheritance.

He is determined in his heart,

This is the ultimate goal of life.

...

...

"Boom——"

A heavy knock on the door brought him back to reality,

Winston opened his eyes suddenly and did not look back, mistakenly thinking that it was an auditory hallucination.

"Dong dong dong——" The knock on the door changed from one to a series of knocks.

When Winston finally woke up, he felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on him, freezing him from head to toe.

His eyes involuntarily glanced at the door. The dark red wooden doors that opened opposite were so beautiful, but at this moment, they were so scary.

The sound was very special, as if someone was hysterical and banging his head against the door.

"Winston!~Spencer!"

It is a hoarse, low and plaintive mezzo-soprano.

It was the voice that Uncle Winston heard countless times along the way, which could almost bring the psychological shadow into the coffin.

"Can you open the door for me?"

"Please. If you don't agree, I can't come in!~"

"Old gentleman, if you open the door, I'm willing to do anything for you!~Anything!~"

Winston was finally convinced that he had encountered a monster that was rare in the world and rare in the underworld.

That is the vampire monster in ancient legends. Every house is a sacred place. To break this visitor spell, the vampire monster cannot break into the door without the owner's consent.

He stood up slowly, stretched his stiff arms and waist, awakening his body that was about to enter old age, silently changed his position, and sat next to the customer.

A full twenty minutes passed, and the sound of knocking persisted.

The lobbyist outside the door chattered endlessly.

"Winston, you must be able to hear me?"

"If you are willing to open the door, I will forget the past and will never hurt you."

"My goal is the boy next to you who looks cute and delicious."

"If you will help me open this damn door! Remove the insect-proof incense wood beams on the porch! I will give you many, many benefits!"

Winston shook the patron's shoulders vigorously, trying to wake up the drunken young man.

But no matter how hard he tried, even if he poured ice water on the patron's face, the boy would always be in a sleepy state with his eyes rolled up in confusion, as if he had been hit by a mind-losing spell and passed out.

Winston didn't reply a word. He turned on his phone, prepared to call the police, and pressed the HOME button.

The voice outside the door became shrill and terrifying, and they were giggling.

"Who are you calling? The police? Do you think the police can deal with me?"

"Do you think there will be a good outcome for opposing me? After you finish this business, you still have to go back to your rental house to sleep. How much money can you make?"

"What can this money buy? A gun? A box of ammunition?"

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"Recognize the reality. I am almost everywhere. Even if you drive me and crush me into a pulp, I can still survive, crawl to your bedside, and bite your neck off."

The conversation changed——

——Terrifying threats turned into sweet words.

"But if you are willing to help me, do me this little favor, I will be grateful to you and regard you as a parent who has the grace to make a new life. If you want to have an affair with my daughter, you must enjoy the pleasure of fish and water.

——In this boy's swimming pool, let me hold you, kiss you, with just one word, a pull on the door handle, please use me, Sir Winston Spencer, I will be yours

Slave girl, as long as you open this door for me."

Winston's heart was shaking, and he heard the devil's slander.

The sounds outside the door became more and more urgent.

"Winston...Winston..."
To be continued...