[Part1·Aberration]

At about 2:40 in the morning, I rushed back to Miss Yilan's residence.

It was an independent small villa with a garden. From the garden, you could see some of the home decorations in the living room and children's room - her family was very wealthy, and her parents had already prepared marriage property for her, but she was already three years old.

At ten years old, I still haven’t found the other half of my life.

Just as I was about to use the key to open the door, the sound of turning the key seemed to wake up the two dogs in the house. My heart started to cramp from the sudden barking.

A strong stench escaped from the crack in the door. I realized something was wrong and slowed down the opening of the door.

It wasn't canine body odor, nor was it the fishy taste of peanuts and walnuts in their mouths - their saliva did stink, and Margaret left the brushing to me. As I said before, these two

The dogs almost see me as their mother and Margaret as their father.

This kind of ethnic structure is very common in dog-raising families in modern society. If you don't conquer your pet dog, it will ride on your head and poop. This is the dog's nature and is something that cannot be changed in its genes.

But this strange smell stopped me in my tracks and made me extremely wary.

Naomi and Tom went crazy. Because of Margaret's broken body, they attacked me almost madly. These two people had a more or less morbid attachment to Margaret.

Ms. Naomi and Margaret were originally lovers when they were students.

Mr. Tom regretted marrying such a barren wife, and Margaret became Tom's next fantasy object.

My wife seems to be a heartthrob, so will this curse work on walnuts and peanuts? Will they attack me because of this broken arm in my arms?

I'm not sure...

Because the stench leaking from the crack in the door almost made me retreat, and the barking of the dogs became weaker and weaker. Dogs that bite people don't like to bark. If they stop barking, they should be preparing to bite people.

"Walnut! Walnut!"

I shouted softly.

"Peanut! Good dog! Good dog! Good girl!"

My instructions don't seem to work.

"Sit down! Dad is back!"

There was the sound of claws scratching the wooden board from inside the door, and the barking of dogs slowly stopped——

- They didn't sit down, but they seemed to become gentler and more obedient.

I was still hesitant to think about Tom and Naomi's insanity, but why wasn't this hunger affecting me? I don't have that crazy appetite...

In the eyes of ordinary people, maybe I have already gone crazy.

I killed this couple just for some Margaret's body.

Even if they are eating people, I shouldn't kill them, right?

Sam Walker...

Should they be punished by law? I don't understand, I don't understand...

I was trapped by these trivial moral dilemmas, and would lose my mind for a while, and just like that, the door opened...

suddenly!

I was knocked down by a huge force! The whole world went dark!

I rolled back onto the asphalt road in the rainy night, enveloped by an indescribable terrifying force!

Something grabbed me and pushed me out!

I felt my right arm being pulled hard, and then it was dragged to the bushes on the other side of the road, into a small park, and carried sideways along the road like flying.

Suddenly there was a flash of thunder——

——The moment when the blue electric light illuminates the sky and the earth.

I saw clearly the condition of my arm. It was a peanut biting my arm and trying to drag me to the wild...

No...

No no no! No! No!

That was no longer Margaret's dog.

How could it be so tall? Impossible!

The lightning illuminated the two heads of the corgi and the giant dog at the same time.

I collapsed on the asphalt road and was dragged to the gravel path of the park before I suddenly woke up. Looking out from the monster's underbelly, the hair of these two dogs was sparse, and their torsos seemed to be fused with some humanoid creatures. Their limbs

The joints fit together in all sorts of strange ways, and the toe claws extended out from a mass of deformed flesh. They were digging up stones as if they were flying, trying to take me farther away from the civilized world!

What a monster is this! Oh my God!

What is this!

If Tom and Naomi's crazy behavior was just the appetizer, this flesh-and-blood deformity happened to be the final punch that shattered my defenses.

I almost lost all my courage, screamed and forgot to resist.

I didn't know how to defeat this huge monster that was three and a half feet high and six feet long. It used a dog head on the side of its belly to grab my most powerful right hand. I couldn't reach the gun and it hurt so much.

Started to retching.

Can two bullets really kill it? Can it?

When I think about death, all sounds seem to disappear.

It seems that death is not so terrible, Margaret is already dead!

Sam Walker, you have to accept reality.

Maybe this is all an illusion, just your imagination.

You become a madman, a murderer.

Because of Margaret's death, you were frustrated everywhere and lost your normal life.

You began to search for everything about her, including Mr. Tom and Ms. Naomi. You unreasonably kicked open their door, grabbed a gun and killed these two innocent people, just to satisfy your inner possessiveness.

You don't believe Margaret is dead.

These things are all your imagination...

Sam Walker, you can't accept Les Misérables without Margaret.

"No! No no no..."

The cold rain and the severe pain in my arms made me realize the reality, and I could no longer escape into the illusion.

The stench emanating from this monster almost made me lose all my courage, and the tremendous pressure threatened to completely destroy my mind.

At this moment——

——Margaret’s broken arm, sticking out of my raincoat.

it...

Or rather her!

It's her! Margaret's ghost seems to want to help me again!

What does she want to do? She...

She slapped Peanut's head hard! It was like scolding a disobedient pet at home! As the leader of the group, she was scolding the child!

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Margaret! It's not peanuts anymore! There are walnuts..."

I turned my head and saw another dog head growing out of the tall buttocks on the other side of this deformed monster.

"Damn it..."

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[Part2·Trap]

Margaret didn't seem to realize what was happening——

——She has no eyes, nose or ears, and can only rely on this arm to feel changes in the environment.

She seemed to know that I was in trouble, but she couldn't help me much.

My lover is still alive! This fills me with determination!

Before I could take out the gun, Margaret reached for the P226 in her raincoat first. She couldn't aim, and my left half of my torso was so painful that I couldn't hold the gun steady, so I asked Margaret to help me hold the gun.

The muzzle of the gun was pressed against Peanut's chin——

"--Bang!"

In an instant, I rolled down in the mud, hit hard on the triangular green brick shoulder of the gravel road, and then got up!

The huge aberration was bleeding profusely, and the rain blocked part of the sight. Only a faint outline was swaying on the park path, as if it had been severely injured.

My right arm lost part of its strength and I couldn't lift it up. I was feeling very confused.
To be continued...