Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 175 174 Girl in the Rain
These are two recorded sightings of giant ladies of unusual height.

In the past three days, witnesses have seen a girl walking in the rain like an oil painting during heavy rain.

"The witness was a 30-year-old coachman named Earl King. He wasn't from here, but moved to Tingen a year ago... Three days ago, Earl King was waiting for customers at the tavern door as usual.

Recently, many people have returned to bars and other places to listen to bizarre stories. Rainy days like these allow the drivers who rent carriages to earn higher wages than usual in public places like taverns and teahouses where large numbers of people gather.

Although the families of these ladies could not afford private carriages, they were always more generous in renting them.

"According to Early King's description, it was already quite dark at the time, and there were not many people on the road. The drivers generally did not move until they were waiting for their employers to arrive. This is why he noticed a woman walking in the rain on the side of Snik Street. Her sudden appearance on that street was quite unexpected."

On a rainy night, a lady with a nice figure walking in the dark and rain without an umbrella did look unusual and strange.

At that time, Early King thought that it was just a rich lady or lady who didn't bring an umbrella, and was about to go forward and sell his carriage attentively, hoping to make this deal before the people listening to the story in the tavern came out. Unexpectedly, when he got closer and saw the complete face of the lady, what he saw was a lady who looked like she was painted with oil pencils, with only a thin layer on one side.

That's not what a living person should look like.

The lady walked on the street, her footsteps making crisp sounds mixed with the sound of rain.

Her slightly narrowed eyes seemed not to be open, she had a pale face, and was wearing a long black dress and a strange hat.

When Earl King saw that the lady was only a thin sheet of paper, he was completely stunned. He didn't even know when the lady walked past him and disappeared at the end of the street. Earl King returned to his rental house and fell seriously ill, with all kinds of hallucinations.

"According to Earl King's own description, he often heard the footsteps of a second person in his home and strange breathing sounds, and saw a pair of eyes with whites like the woman's. He became strange, anxious, and frightened, and had to stop his work... He is now at city hall and does not seem to be in good condition."

"Have you found out who made those storytellers tell these stories?"

Requiem Master Gregor Richards listened to his team's answer, thought for a moment, and asked.

With his knowledge and experience in the occult, there must be a close connection between these stories and the possible supernatural cases that have occurred.

Team member Francis Houston, a Sequence 8 Midnight Poet, quickly responded upon hearing his captain's question:
"The government has contacted those storytellers, but according to their confessions, the articles were delivered to their residences, with the location of the place they needed to tell the story and the payment attached. They have never seen the writers in person, and they don't know how they were delivered to them."

"In other words, the people who spread these stories never actually appeared before the storytellers."

Gregor Richards rubbed the article in his hand, thought for a moment, stood up, and picked up the black windbreaker on the back of the chair.

"Call Gerteg and Bev, and we'll go to the city hall and find Early King. We'll try to get the details from him... Well, I'll go get a Level 2 Sealed Artifact, '2-051' Sun Silver Cup, to determine if Early King has been affected by contamination or corruption."

This official team of Extraordinaries in Tingen City was directly assigned by the Church of Tranquility, the headquarters of the Church of the Night in Winter County. In addition to the "Level 2" and "Level 3" seals they carried, the team leader was a Sequence 6 Extraordinary, and there were six other members.

Two of them are local extraordinary people who came into contact with the occult circle due to extraordinary cases in the past year, passed the review and permission of the Holy Temple and joined the Church of Darkness.

——This is also the plan proposed by Archbishop Chanis. If believers of the goddess come into contact with corresponding extraordinary cases, they will sign a corresponding confidentiality agreement, or be absorbed into the official team to take on part of the work.

This team consists of three Sequence 9s, two Sequence 8s, and one Sequence 7, who serves as the team's deputy captain. The Sequence 6 is Gregor Richards, a Sequence 6 from the Sleepless Path.

In the team, in addition to the complete Path of the Sleepless controlled by the Church of Evernight, there are also extraordinary people who have passed through the Path of the God of Death, the Path of the Fortune Teller, the Path of the Mystery Peeper, and the Path of the Warrior.

Among them, the team's deputy captain, Wowen Taylor, is the Sequence 7 of the Warrior Path, and the potion name is Weapon Master.

Captain Gregor Richards mentioned Goteg and Bev. Goteg was a Sequence 8 gravedigger, while Bev was a native of Tingen. Over half a year ago, she was recruited into the church due to some unusual supernatural cases and became a Sequence 9 fortuneteller. Familiar with local customs and culture, she could be more effective in certain situations than outsiders like Captain Gregor Richards.

"Okay, Captain." Francis Houston nodded and left the office.

Gregor Richards wore a black windbreaker, his blue eyes were quiet and solemn, and he looked like a mercenary.

He also walked out of the office. Unlike the Midnight Poet Francis, he walked towards the basement, preparing to pass through the underground passage and go to the seal set up underground by the Church of Night to take out the "2" level seal '2-051', a seal with extraordinary abilities of the Sun Domain.

A team of four quickly took action. They first arrived at the government's location and met the ordinary groom who was obviously half crazy.

"I saw it! I saw it! Her! She's right next to me! Behind you! Right behind you!"

The sharp voice made the four official Beyonders frown. Requiem Master Gregor looked at the government staff nearby and asked with a frown, "Has he always been like this?"

The government worker was helpless. “Yes, ever since he came here, he has been saying that we are surrounded by the figure of the lady who walked out on the rainy night, but we haven’t found anything.”

He added, "When no one is around him, he hides in the corner, covers his ears, and shouts 'Don't come, don't come' and 'Don't look at me, don't look at me' and so on. Sir, I think he's a little mentally unstable..."

"Okay, I understand the specific situation. Next we need to do a detailed inspection."

Requiem Master Gregor asked the government worker to leave, then looked at the fortune teller among them.

The fortune teller Bev is a lady who wears a linen dress and has long hair tied up. She looks a little light and mysterious.

"Bev, tell me if there's anything wrong with this man."

"Okay, Captain."

After Requiem Master Gregor finished speaking, he looked at the coachman who was still terrified. The midnight poet Francis placed the box in his hand on the ground and prepared to open it.

The gravedigger Ge Tege turned on his spiritual vision and glanced around, but did not find anything unusual.

Bev, the fortune teller, took out her pendulum and whispered, "There's something wrong with Early King." Then, using the pendulum technique, she got the answer she wanted. "There is a problem, but it's not serious."

When the midnight poet Francis received the divination results from the team members, he had already taken out the things in the suitcase.

It was a cup wrapped in reflective tinfoil, with a silver sheen.

There seemed to be drops of golden liquid flowing in the cup, and just getting close to it made people feel a burning sensation rising from the surface of their body.

'2-051' Sun Silver Cup, this is a sealed object that will spontaneously expel the surrounding darkness and continuously emit light when exposed to a dark environment.

It can actively create holy water that has the ability to exorcise evil spirits and purify. The effect is quite powerful. While having the ability to exorcise evil spirits and purify, it can also allow the creatures that drink the holy water to gain a certain degree of courage and reduce negative emotions. By throwing it, it can ignite unclean creatures, allowing them to receive a purification effect equivalent to that of a Mid-Sequence Solar Domain Beyonder.

However, this seal cannot remain in a dark environment for a long time. On the one hand, it will continue to generate temperature and brightness until the surrounding darkness is completely expelled, but this also means that everything around it will be melted by the light and heat of the sun.

On the other hand, the holder and the surrounding intelligent creatures will involuntarily approach the seal and drink the purified holy water in the cup. This in itself will not have much impact. However, if the total amount of holy water consumed in a short period of time exceeds the necessary limit, the spiritual being will involuntarily praise the sun, turn into a ball of light, and continue to burn itself and others.

It not only ignites others, but also burns yourself.

The moment the Sun Silver Cup appeared, the temperature of the entire room rose visibly. Requiem Master Gregor stared at the coachman who was wailing in the corner with his azure eyes without blinking. The other members looked around vigilantly, trying to find something unusual.

The next moment, the requiem master Gregor's eyes fixed and his pupils dilated slightly.

He saw strange black lines emerging from the coachman's body one after another. Those countless black lines extended outward and upward, as if connected to the highest dome, with no end in sight.

Requiem Master Gregor subconsciously followed the black line and looked upwards, but saw a strange, bloodless face flash by where the black line extended.

"Captain, what are those thin strings?"

Bev, the fortune teller beside her, exclaimed in a low voice.

"You saw it too?"

Gregor did not look away, his eyes fixed on the coachman. The other man showed no signs of being contaminated or purified. He was still trembling, and was not affected by the purifying power of the solar field.

"Yes," the gravedigger nodded, his colleague whispering, "There's no sign of purification, nor any evidence of evil spirit possession or contamination. This probably isn't the work of evil spirits or similar creatures."

Gregor nodded, agreeing with his team members' thoughts.

"Among the 22 divine pathways, many pathways and sequences can display quite strange abilities. According to my knowledge of mysticism, those things extending from Early King's body are called spiritual threads..."

He explained to the team members the meaning of the spirit line and told them about the unusually pale face he had just seen flash by where the spirit line extended.

"Early King wasn't crazy; he was truly experiencing something extraordinary."

"Although it's unclear what caused this extraordinary event, I believe we must find the author as soon as possible."

Since the prototypes of the two stories have already appeared, it is inevitable that the third, fourth, or even the fifth and sixth will appear.

Gregor said in a deep voice, "Early King's problem hasn't escalated to a point where it's irreversible. Bring him back to the church and keep him under the protective seal beneath the church. Don't let him stay alone in one place for a short period of time."

"Yes, Captain."

……

Through some extraordinary means, the fortune teller Bev found the original source of those manuscripts.

It was a house on Golden Rose Street that looked quite old. The fence that was only one meter high was filled with withered yellow leaves and all kinds of wildly growing weeds. It didn't look like a place where people lived at all.

"It reminded me of those haunted houses in stories."

Bev rubbed the goose bumps on her arms and couldn't help complaining, "No one has lived in this house for a long time."

Francis, the Midnight Poet, who had temporarily sealed the Sun Cup back into the suitcase, muttered, "Those stories are sometimes really scary, especially when they involve places like this."

The gravedigger Goteg took the abnormal coachman back to the church for further examinations. Now the remaining three people came to the house where the suspected author was.

As a local of Tinggen, Bev had some impression of this mansion that had been abandoned for a long time. She recalled it and confirmed that this mansion had indeed not been used or lived in in recent years, and there were no rumors of it being "haunted".

As a Beyonder who had been a fortune teller for over half a year, she naturally performed a fortune-telling before entering the mansion.

And the divination told her, "It's quite dangerous."

"Be careful, be cautious." Gregor said seriously.

Several people opened the rusty lock on the fence and walked in.

The crimson moon was hidden behind the dark clouds, and the incessant rain made the mansion seem even more eerie and dark.

(End of this chapter)