Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

However, the amulet cannot be opened or lost, otherwise it will backfire on the owner and release the sealed evil spirit.

"Dad!" Anita naturally didn't want to give up her father just like that.

But the middle-aged man who let go of the amulet suddenly froze.

A gloomy and cold air suddenly appeared on his body.

The corners of his mouth split into strange arcs, as if they were pulled aside by some force.

Then he kept moving his tongue in and out.

It looks both funny and scary.

She felt her father's cold aura growing stronger and stronger, and the sense of being watched from all sides became stronger and stronger, as if an evil spirit was standing behind her.

Anita stood up, suppressing her grief, and pulled open the door lock of the house, but the lock seemed to be locked and could not be turned at all.

She twisted and pulled hard, but to no avail.

I wanted to change my hands, but found that the lock was a little loose. It turned out that the door was not locked at all and my hands had been twisted to the extreme.

But the door still can't be opened.

She pulled the door with great effort, feeling the gloomy aura approaching from behind her, and listening to the strange sound of her father sucking his tongue.

His face was filled with a pale expression.

"Open the door. Open the door quickly. Open the door."

"Mom, help me!" Anita subconsciously called out to her mother at this time.

Click!

The door suddenly seemed to lose some kind of restraint and was pushed open by a force.

She rushed outside and closed the door with a click.

The air outside the door instantly rose to a higher level, as if it had been freed from some kind of restraint.

wrong!

There was still a cold atmosphere nearby, but it was very faint.

Anita looked back.
But I saw my mother standing on one side of the door. She was wearing a white dress, her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were also bloodshot.

Blue corpse spots appeared on his face and his toes were suspended above the ground.

His head tilted limply to the side.

He just stood there blankly, his arms hanging stiffly at his sides, his palms completely bruised and stained with blood.

In the slightly curled right palm, coarse salt grains kept falling from the gaps between the fingers.

These salt particles are also corroding her right hand, causing it to emit black gas continuously, and her fingers have become very transparent.

Almost disappearing.

And on the closed door, there was a bloody palm print, which was the same size as the mother's palm.

"mom!"

Anita cried, she knew it was her mother who saved her and that her mother was dead.

Face this cry.

The stiff ghost in white hung there, motionless.

“I’m sorry, Mom and Dad.”

Anita heard a crackling sound behind the door, as if the thing was trying to open the door. She cried and apologized, then ran towards the street and left her home.

The ghost in white stood there blankly, as if watching her leave.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening.

Anita ran on the sparsely populated streets, not knowing where to go or who to ask for help.

“Please help me!” She ran and shouted, “There is an evil spirit. My parents have been killed. There is an evil spirit. There is an evil spirit in my house.”

People around her looked at her as if she were a lunatic.

Moreover, many people would quickly avoid the word "evil spirit" when they heard it, preferring to believe it exists rather than not, and not wanting to get into trouble.

Finally she came to the telephone booth, where a man in a suit was on the phone, apparently discussing some business.

"Hello, lend me your phone, I want to call the police!" she cried. The other party saw the miserable state of the girl, hesitated for a moment, and finally gave her the phone.

Anita quickly called the police, but was scolded by them. However, in the end, it seemed that because of her crying, they asked her to stay where she was and not run away.

hang up the phone.

Anita was about to obey the police's orders, but she felt a sinister aura appearing beside her again, and the feeling of being watched came over her again.

She seemed to hear faintly a low barking sound.

It is coming!
Anita looked up and saw the man who gave her the phone. The man's eyes gradually lost their luster, as if he was about to fall asleep.

The corners of the mouth will gradually become stiff, with a tendency to slightly lift up to the sides.

She also noticed that some strangers who had not appeared before seemed to be approaching her intentionally or unintentionally.

Recalling my father's words.

Warn her not to trust people in the city!
Anita pushed open the door of the telephone booth, hitting the middle-aged man who gave her the phone. She snatched the flashlight from his pocket and ran outside.

The strangers quickly followed.

Fortunately, Anita was a girl who was light, healthy and loved sports, so she could run quite fast with her nimble figure.

Her father told her to run south.

But the south is Jakarta’s oldest commercial belt, a lawless area mixed with black markets, and where many horror legends circulate.

For example, in the abandoned Banjaran Prison, there are often traces of burning paper money outside the walls, and the sound of chains can always be heard from the interrogation room at night.

Abandoned ghost trams would appear on rainy nights, filled with faceless passengers; mirrors in old markets would reflect the future deaths of their customers; grass fields were covered with warty banyan trees, and because aborted foetuses were buried beneath them, the cries of babies could always be heard late at night.

Moreover, there are frequent deaths in this area. Two months ago, a series of arson cases occurred, burning more than a dozen people to death.

Thinking of this, Anita didn't know for a moment whether she should go.

She suddenly remembered that when she was attacked by the terrifying evil spirit, she was about to die, but the evil spirit suddenly retreated.

By then the silver cylinder of the Quran had been broken.

When the evil spirit touched her, instead of being hurt, it was knocked away, recalling the fragrance.

Although it is very strong and pungent, if the smell were a little lighter, it would obviously be the aroma of fried bananas.

Moreover, after eating a banana after dinner, my body no longer had that uncomfortable cold feeling.

"That special mysterious banana!"

Anita figured it out instantly.

The reason why the other party sold a banana with ordinary taste to me at such a high price and claimed it was a secret version was because...

It turns out that the mystery lies in this place.

It was because she turned around and was willing to buy the banana at a high price that the other party saved her life.

Thinking of this, Anita suddenly felt relieved, but also a little regretful. She wondered why she didn't force her parents to have a taste of it.

But it seems that my parents know something.

Holding the Banchak amulet tightly in her hand, Anita made a decision not to go to the South District.

Instead, he headed towards the North District to look for the man selling fried bananas. Perhaps he was the only one who could help him.

The northern part belongs to Mangga Dua district.

The man was at the Pancoran Street Market on the northern edge of Grogol, which was also a lawless area for civilians, but not as chaotic as the southern area.

There are more homeless people and poor people living there.

Thinking of this, Anita quickly changed direction.

Her action made the people behind her, who had serious expressions and a scar on their foreheads, stunned for a moment, and then they quickly chased after her.

run!
Run faster.

She ran madly in the mud barefoot in the drizzle, enduring the wounds on the soles of her feet, and kept turning here and there to leave the people behind her behind.

When passing by a door.

I picked up a pair of rain boots that the other person had left at the door, which seemed to have been worn not long ago. The situation was urgent, so I had to pick them up myself. (End of this chapter)