In the dark and bloody room.

Like a gardener who was sprucing up the garden, the strange man, who was nearly two meters tall and had a burly figure, and whose face was covered with layers of human leatherface sewn tightly into his flesh and blood, looked at Kenny, who had died tragically, with satisfaction.

Like slaughtering a pig, he hung Kenny's body on an iron hook that fell from the ceiling.

Then, the human leatherface happily grabbed the huge electric saw, and as he pulled the handle again and again, the piercing buzzing vibration sounded again.

He looked at Kenny's left hand, then his right hand, and then his lower limbs.

He seemed to be thinking about which step to start with.

......

Something dark and terrifying was happening in the basement.

On the ground, accompanied by the sound of RAP, Ryan, who was immersed in it, was singing and dancing while shaking his head and hitting billiards, having a great time.

Heather, who came to the second floor, was immersed in the paintings of her family ancestors and various old photos, and did not notice what was happening below.

At the same time, several miles away.

The house had not been occupied for a long time, and Nikki, who was covered with a lot of dust, raised her hand to ask for paper.

A house that had not been occupied for a long time naturally had no such thing as toilet paper.

Robb looked around, and he and Nikki still had clothes to wear, so he took this.

He grabbed the newspaper he had read before and handed it to Nikki, saying:

"It's quite clean, use this."

Nikki was not picky, and after taking the newspaper, she pulled out a piece and wiped it down. While she was free, she casually glanced at the content of the newspaper and suddenly said in surprise:

"Huh? Sawyer family? Isn't this Heather's real surname?"

"What's wrong?" Robb looked over in confusion.

Nikki continued to read the newspaper, and after a while she exclaimed:

"I didn't expect Heather to have such a bizarre family background. The Sawyer family members who are related to her by blood are all crazy killers. They are keen on dismembering innocent people with chainsaws, and turning their factories into terrifying slaughterhouses. Many people died under the chainsaws."

"Fortunately, someone escaped and called the police. The people in the town who got the news finally killed all the members of the Sawyer family in the name of tooth for tooth."

"Heather is the only Sawyer bloodline left. No wonder she has strange hobbies such as painting with bones."

Nikki suddenly realized.

Robb, who was listening on the side, frowned.

"Sawyer... killer... chainsaw... slaughterhouse..."

He hadn't finished reading the content of the newspaper before, but now after hearing what Nikki said, he had a strong desire.

"Sawyer...chainsaw..."

"Could this be the famous Texas Chainsaw Massacre?"

When Robb thought that he was in Texas now, a light bulb went off in his head and he suddenly realized this.

He had certainly heard of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre, or the rumor of Leatherface.

But he had never seen what he looked like.

He only knew that there was such a guy who was very good at using chainsaws.

Although he didn't know how things would develop, if Heather, the only descendant of the Sawyer family, came to inherit the estate, according to her usual nature, nothing good would happen.

Robb's eyes fixed, and he quickly picked up his phone and called Heather.

Nikki, who was watching from the side, was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Heather and the others are in danger." Robb said quickly.

"In danger? Rob, how did you know?" Nikki was startled at first, and then half-believed and half-doubted.

This was still the influence of Robb's calm and serious impression along the way.

Seeing that Robb ignored everything else and was only concentrating on the phone call, although she was a little hesitant, she quickly reminded him:

"There is no signal at Heather's house. We tried before and couldn't get through."

It was just as Nikki said.

Listening to the artificial voice coming from the phone, Robb, who now had only the choice of going there in person, quickly put on his clothes.

"I'll go with you." Seeing this, Nikki also got up and dressed.

"It's dangerous." Robb reminded.

Nikki insisted.

Robb didn't stop him.

They were all adults with their own will and ideas, so he didn't waste time persuading him.

Because he lent his Chevrolet to Heather, Robb didn't have any means of transportation.

Fortunately, there were tools that could be borrowed.

Robb quickly found a familiar bicycle, and with a tug of his hands, he easily broke the lock, patted the back seat, and said to Nikki:

"Get on!"

"Sit here? I mean, if time is tight, shouldn't we take a taxi?" Nikki said suspiciously as she got on.

Then...

A minute passed.

Nikki closed her eyes tightly and hugged Robb's waist tightly with both hands.

She wantedTake back everything you just said without missing a word.

The wind is too strong!

The sound of the billiard ball falling into the net rang out.

Ryan, who was in a good mood, stood up triumphantly. After observing the billiard table for a while, he was about to make further efforts when he suddenly felt hungry.

He looked at the empty bottle of wine beside him, frowned slightly, and shouted towards the kitchen:

"Kenny! Is dinner ready? I'm so hungry."

Kenny didn't respond.

Thinking that the volume of his music was too loud, Ryan turned it off and called Kenny again, but the latter still didn't respond.

"Kenny?"

"Kenny!!"

"Damn it! You won't put down your work and go masturbate alone, right?"

"I swear! If you haven't prepared dinner yet, I will kick your balls."

Ryan put down the cue and shouted loudly while walking towards the kitchen.

Soon, he came to the kitchen and looked at the vegetables that had not been cut yet. Ryan said "Fuck!".

It was just as he guessed.

He looked at the door that was pushed open on the wall.

He thought Kenny had run here and walked in directly.

"You are hiding quite far away."

Inside, looking at the downward passage, Ryan sighed and continued to go deeper without thinking too much.

"Don't let me catch you, Kenny. Otherwise, I will make you feel my bear... Shit!"

Suddenly, Ryan changed his tone and screamed in horror.

"Fuck! What happened here!"

When he came to the underground wine cellar, he saw the blood spilled everywhere and the traces of a long blood trail on the ground, all the way to another iron door.

Ryan's body trembled suddenly.

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