Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 159 [Jie Blind Side Story] An Imperfect Wedding "2.14 Valentine's Day Side Story"

"Have you ever heard the name of Whitechapel in London, England?"

"Or is it the wedding that was forged in the hall stained red with blood?"

Red Church.

Messengers of death perched on the weirdly twisted branches, their scarlet eyes half closed, their heads lowered, as devout as Christian believers.

The whole scene was shrouded in mist, and the smell of blood rushed to the face. In the center of the mist stood a young man with short, jet-black hair.

His eyes are as bright as red stones, his face is covered by a pale paper mask, and he is wearing a decent and noble black tuxedo. He looks like an English gentleman who lived in the 19th century, but his left hand is a sharp metal claw blade. And full of danger.

The dark red liquid on the metal claw blade has not dried up, and the murderous aura flashing in the scarlet eyes has not disappeared, and the thick and long eyelashes conceal the strange emotion in his eyes.

Three people were executed, and one remained.

This is the grace bestowed by God, giving him the pleasure of killing, and only the sound of blood splattering can soothe his restless heart.

Here, any killing, God will acquit you.

No matter how the prey howls, show no mercy, cut open the prey's body, and see what is inside.

Just like when he opened up his beloved doll, there was only a ball of cotton inside.

In the body of the prey, there are many organs.

When night fell and the god of justice could not forgive, the good boy in the body had already fallen asleep, and the bad boy woke up, took a knife and killed the good boy.

That good boy can be regarded as sleeping forever, and will never wake up again.

He is the monster that frightens people in the fog, the Ripper——Jack.

He looked indifferently at the prey that had lost its vital signs on the ground. The head of the prey had been strangled by the gallows. Impatiently, he symbolically cut the prey's body open with the claw blade.

The familiar smell of blood permeated the air.

Didn't get the pleasure I wanted.

He sneered, he thought the prey could last a little longer, the cry of the prey was just a tiresome noise to him.

But it was the death of his prey that fascinated him.

"There's also an overconfident little mouse playing hide-and-seek with the cat."

"However, that little mouse should be a little self-aware, right?"

"Found her."

……

Huge tinnitus sounded in her ears, and Helena Adams could only suspend deciphering, and there was only one cipher machine left before the cellar was opened.

The heart kept beating in the chest, so fast that people couldn't breathe, the heart seemed to be wrapped in thorns, and it was constantly contracting and tightening, just like the thorns on the thorns pierced into the heart fiercely, the pain felt With danger comes.

Helena Adams bite the bullet and tapped the blind stick. In the dark world, she could only rely on the blind stick to find life.

Unfortunately, she is blind.

Circles of white light expanded outwards. In order to find the light, she resolutely participated in this ridiculous game, but she never thought that this game was a dead end.

The smell of blood in the air made her want to gag, and she held back the nausea in her throat.

Maybe she could play hide and seek with that monster?
Maybe she could leave this ridiculous game through the cellar?

Helena Adams, you have to believe in yourself, anything is possible, right?How can it be easy to despair without reaching the end?
Helena Adams wiped the tense sweat from her forehead, her little face turned pale with fright.

The monster was still a little away from her.

She still has some time to escape.

"The game of cat and mouse is over, and the cat wins."

"It's time for the cat to disembowel the mouse."

"She can't escape."

……

Helena Adams realized that the monster had been transferred to the cipher machine where she was.

A beam of dark red light flashed beside the cipher machine, and her hand that was calibrating was put down because of fright, and the originally small current could not prick her nerves.

But with the danger, she felt that her whole hand was going to be numb, and there was a roar in her brain, and she felt dizzy.

run!
She quickly realized that now is not the time to care about these little pains and injuries, she should run now, otherwise, she will die.

"Why are you leaving?"

"Could it be because I——haven't entertained you well?"

A deep and magnetic voice sounded the moment she opened her legs.

The tepid voice made Helena Adams panic even more. She couldn't keep her calm now. In the face of death, very few people could maintain their sanity.

Jack's eyes were dim, and he lost his mind for a moment when he looked at her, but he soon came back to his senses, raised the blood-stained metal claw blade and threw three fog blades.

Helena Adams's back ruthlessly endured the three fog blades. Fiery pain spread across her back, and every nerve screamed for pain.

His frail body fell down after suffering this heavy blow, and he couldn't stand up at all.

"It is you."

He spoke in a flat tone, but the emotions in his eyes were turbulent.

……

"It is you."

"You're not like her now."

"You should be executed here, that's the rule."

……

Helena Adams raised her head with difficulty, and there was no sign of hope in her already dead eyes. Her gray eyes were dim, and she looked very much like those desperate people.

She asked hesitantly.

"You... know me?"

Her voice is very thin, and her voice at the moment is very small, like a butterfly, gently landing on the flowers.Like a stone falling on a lake, it caused ripples.

The turbulent emotions in Jack's eyes turned into nothingness, and everything returned to calm again, he spoke indifferently.

"It's almost impossible for me to spare you, Miss."

Jack grabbed Helena Adams' left ankle with the metal claw blade and dragged her towards the direction of the Red Church. This was the first time that Helena Adams had such intimate contact with the ground.

She could feel the unevenness of the ground she passed.

There are many small stones hitting her.

Many gallows passed by on the way, but the monster had no intention of putting her on it.

The three scars drawn on her back began to bleed continuously, and she felt that her consciousness was beginning to blur. She had unconsciously let go of the blind stick, and Helena Adams seemed to be able to hear the God of Death whispering in her ear.

Helena Adams felt as if her collar was picked up by that monster, and her whole body seemed to be strangled to death.

"You don't look like her at all now."

Jack's voice was indifferent, as if someone had fallen into a hole in the ice.

Helena Adams felt her collar loosen.

She was thrown to the ground by the monster.

He took a big breath of fresh air, although the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

A wet fishy smell entered the nostrils, and Helena Adams' face turned paler.

The pain on her body had already begun to numb her.She curled up in place, like a sinner before being executed, and Helena Adams was shaking all over.

Although the ground seemed to be covered with carpet, she couldn't feel the slightest warmth, only bursts of chill.

This monster is the Ripper of Fog City——Jack.

"You should be executed here, that's the rule."

At this moment, his voice was like the final judgment of Minos, the God of Judgment, so sacred and ruthless.

In this ridiculous game, he is the master.

"You're finally like her now."

"It's really like Sleeping Beauty in Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale."

"Imperfect wedding."

The brutal monster ripped open the last of its prey.

He carefully observed the organs inside the prey's body, even the details of the dissection were cautious, as if he was admiring some kind of artwork he had created.

The heartbeat of the prey had stopped, and the dark red blood bloomed amazing blood flowers under her body.

Take off the mask splattered with Helena Adams' blood.

Jack whispered in the ear of Helena Adams whose body was already cold.

"You look like her now at last."

His voice at the moment seemed to be as sweet as a passionate lover, and he seemed very satisfied with the way he was now.

He carefully picked her up in a princess hug, and Helena Adams' head rested gently on his chest. If she hadn't died now, she could sense that this monster had no heartbeat.

Just like she is now, there is no sound of heart beating.

Her face was as pale as a porcelain doll at the moment. Although Jack dissected her, the blood did not splash on her cheeks.

Perfect as a finely carved statue.

The restlessness in Jack's heart was suppressed by himself, and he hummed his favorite ditty in a good mood.

Although the ditty wasn't a tune, he still liked to hum it. He walked around every corner of the red church with her in his arms, and he looked at her without any movement in his arms very contentedly.

Very nice.

He narrowed his eyes.

"It's really like the Sleeping Beauty in Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale."

He hugged her and walked to the red carpet in front of the gate. Although everything in front of him looked very gloomy, it was a sacred wedding in his eyes.

Here there are no pure white doves flying together, only the ravens, the messengers of death, murmur.

There are no happy brides smiling here, only cold corpses attending the wedding.

These desperate things suit him best.

He walked across the red carpet with her in his arms, without any guests or audience, but he looked blessed and happy.

He carried her into the church. There was no priest on the altar of the church, but he stopped in front of the altar, with piety and seriousness in his scarlet eyes.

The crows perched on the branches began to sing.

It was as if he was telling the vow of loyalty for the priest.

All right, ladies and gentleman. Please take your place.
The wedding ceremony is about to begin.
(Okay, ladies and gentlemen. Take your seats, the wedding is about to begin.)
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join this man and this woman in holy matriomony.
Do either of you have any reason why you should not
legally be joined in marriage?
(Hello everyone, we are here today for the sacred wedding of this man and this woman.

May I ask whether there is any reason between you two to think that your marriage alliance is not legal? )
Is there anyone present who can show any just cause why these two people should not be legally joined in marriage?
(Can anyone here provide a valid reason why these two were married illegally?)
Then, Jack, do you take to be your lawful, Helena Adams married wife?
(OK, Jack, would you accept Helena Adams as your legal wife?)

Obviously no one was talking.

But Jack seemed to have heard the priest's oath.

"Yes, I do."

He looked intently and affectionately at the person in his arms.

It was as if he was really having a wedding with her.

And you, Helena Adams do you take Jack to be your lawful, married husband?
(OK, Helena Adams, would you accept Jack as your legal husband?)

The person in his arms didn't respond, she just lay in his arms coldly.

Jack seemed to have lost interest, and didn't plan to continue this ridiculous wedding.

He rubbed his face against the face of the already cold girl in his arms, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was perfectly curved, as sweet as a child who wanted candy.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't speak."

"Anyway, you are mine now."

“An imperfect wedding.”

(Imperfect wedding.)
　Happy Valentine's Day to everyone in advance (crossed out).

　　I originally planned to send it on Valentine's Day, but I think it's time to post it now.

　　Fanwai maliciously bumped into mua! ! / akimbo

　　
　
(End of this chapter)