Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

Facing Father Edward who had been talking to herself, Duff soon understood what kind of guy she had to face. She had met similar people, and these people were always complained of as mental illness. Father Edward's eyes are very gentle, and his language and emotions are not tyrannical, but they are also full of what Duff can see and pursue his own world. She deeply understood that the old priest in front of him said that he was a saint, not a joke, a joke, he thought so intently, and insisted on making her conform to what his dream "saint" must have Traits-he didn't care what kind of person she was, but tried to make her what he wanted. But this is what Duff most resists. If she is willing to be what others hope, then she will not work hard in the red light district now.

Duff realized that the old priest on the opposite side was trying to restrain himself from the soul to the body, transforming himself, his stubborn stubbornness, and the terrible mystery that forced her to come here. It's hard to describe the power, which made her cold all over and felt despair.

Even so, she still tried to struggle.

"I don't understand what you are saying at all. I don't think I am the protagonist of this world, nor do I want to be the protagonist." Duff's spine finally leaned against the wall, but the cold and hard touch strongly resisted himself. , Proving that it is not an illusion.

"Whether you are willing or not, you have shown that you must become the protagonist of this world, no, it is the destiny of the master of this world. You just don't realize it, but. When you leave here, you will definitely understand. This world It needs to be corrected, and you are taking on this great mission. "Father Edward smiled and took out a small cloth bag from his arms without hesitation, and sprinkled the fine fragments inside, and Duff did not see clearly, as if The fine broken natural with mosaic is a evil deeply rejected by this world. She never wanted to leave as urgently as she does now, even though the power imprisoning her actions has disappeared. However, he can't have extraordinary mobility like Joni.

"Okay, the seeds have been sown and only wait for autumn to harvest." Father Edward took out his handkerchief, wiped his forehead, and seemed to have done a long time of thinking. Finally relieved. Then, he said to Duff unhurriedly: "Welcome to you, send you farewell, praise you, saint Saye."

Duff heard the name "Saya", and this proved even more. The mentally ill old priest in front of him didn't even care who she was. Why must I run into this bad luck? Duff thought in frustration that the reason that Father Edward had said before seemed to her so pale, it was a joke. That's right. She encountered some mystery, and she can't deny it. There must be some mysterious factors for being able to escape from your own home, but before that, you were an ordinary person, and how did this priest Edward lock himself stubbornly? Has he been watching her? Did she escape her own mystery, is he the reason for her? Or, long before she didn't know, before he could decide his own behavior, he had secretly determined his fate?

Duff ’s mind was in confusion, and now he has no way to escape, and the language ca n’t let the other party give up. If there is a reason for him to recognize it, it ’s all right. There is no misfortune. If he didn't bring back the boy, if he didn't think about it before, he would jump out when Jonny entered the room, would the result be the same? These problems lingered deep in her heart. However, there was a fact that she could not ignore. Even if the time goes back to that day, her judgment and actions will not make any difference. This simply means that Everything you encounter is really destiny. However, this fate is so cruel, contrary to her ideals.

Duff didn't know what role the priest Edward Saye was in Father Edward's mouth and what kind of future he had to face, but since the old priest already had a feeling of insanity in his mind, it only existed in his own world The role will definitely not be a good thing. Duff knew that if he couldn't fit that role, he would definitely be tortured by the other party, not only in the top, but also in the spirit. The transformation would always be severely perverted in the hands of such mentally abnormal people. Way out.

Duff has studied psychology, practiced in the Red Light District, and has seen more documentary films of pervert perpetrators. People like Father Edward do exist in this world, and the actions he will take are also It must be in line with psychological evidence. Unlike the fear brought by the incomprehensible mystery, this time, her heart fell into the ice cave because she could understand it.

"Then--" Father Edward God nagging and excitedly finished a set of self-made and self-made praise words, some of which were words and pronunciations that Duff had never heard of. Fu's ears were full of evil, and Father Edward's pause further affected her heart.

"Please come with me, my madame." Father Edward said gently, reaching out to Duff. Maybe he didn't notice it himself, but, in Duff's heart, his "mine" prefix had already exposed his essence.

Duff pressed her shoulders against the wall behind her. She even hypnotized herself. That was an illusion. The passage still existed, but she was hypnotized. This is the easiest way for her to understand and most likely to save herself from the dilemma she has fallen into. However, her shoulders were swollen and painful, and her coat was torn, these real feelings seemed to warn her "Don't do this useless work."

Duff shed tears, and screamed in pain, fear, and despair at the approaching old priest: "Don't touch me!"

"Don't be afraid." Father Edward walked up tenderly with pity, ready to grab her hand. When he gazed at him, Duff felt that his energy had been drained, and he slid against the wall and sat on the ground.

suddenly.

The hard cement that supported Duff's back suddenly felt empty. Duff couldn't help but lie back, and the change at this moment was like a thunder hitting her heart. Before she reacted, she only felt many hands sticking out of the darkness behind her, grabbed her, and dragged her back. Father Edward's gentle, loving and terrifying look gradually solidified in Duff's eyes-the change was quick, but she looked so carefully, her nerves tense. Slowing down the whole process, she could even feel how goose bumps bulged up from her skin.

"Pagan!" A voice came from behind, as if from a far away, with an amazing sharpness, penetrating the darkness of the distance, lightning made the suffocating scene fresh . Duff seemed to hear a "boom". The body that had been drained of energy once again recovered its state of free movement. But she still didn't struggle, because the seven or eight hands that grabbed her were still dragging her back quickly, and this tingling feeling obviously came to save her.

Duff saw Father Edward stand upright. Gazing solemnly behind her, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a hissing sound, a louder and denser voice before she realized what was happening. It resounded behind him.

It ’s a gun!

Familiar voice, many people are shooting!

Dense bullets splashed in front of Father Edward. It's like a chainsaw cutting on a steel bar, sparkling sparks after flash, so dazzling that people can't look straight down. The light became stronger and stronger, and Father Edward's figure became more and more blurred. After that, strong smoke erupted from the front, back, left, and right, and suddenly all of the surroundings were shrouded. Duff took a breath and choked his nose with tears, which were the effects of special bombs such as smoke bombs, flash bombs and tear gas bombs. After she distinguished, she slightly relieved, which was powerful she could understand. The incomprehensible mystery, and the intelligible reinforcements, her heart was slightly biased to the rear, but the mystery of the one-way effect before, still left a shadow in her heart.

If there is only such a means for reinforcements, it is absolutely no use to take this priest Edward. Duff finally recovered, even if there were seven or eight hands dragging himself, he began to struggle to get up, turned and ran. At this moment, she finally saw clearly what she was dragging her hand—that was the hand, but it was not just seven or eight, nor was it a human hand. Although it is completely like a human hand, it is still very slender, but it grows from the walls and ground of the alley. It is dense and dense, filled with the naked eye, and the palm of each hand is as hot as it is. weapon.

Duff couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief for this weird scene, but she wasn't so scared that she fainted. At this time, she had regained her original calm, knowing that these hands would definitely not hurt her at this time. She ignored them bravely and rushed forward. These hands were dancing and the bullets pouring out, no matter how she ran, would only wipe her body. The intensive firepower has not stopped, it is like to completely block the place where Father Edward is located. Within a moment, a helicopter roared past her head.

Duff ran for nothing, she just wanted to run, she didn't need to think at all, there would always be a gap in front of her, letting her know where she should run. In the end, what kind of strange things passed by, and where did I arrive, I have no energy to confirm, as if running away is the most important thing in my life. The sides of the field of vision gradually widened, and a condensed light spot appeared in front. A large number of people were shaking. Some people were shouting and waving. She stumbled under her feet and fell to the ground, but soon someone rushed up and held it. Take her shoulders away from the bright light.

Duff gasped, adapting to the sudden glare, and when she could gradually see the surrounding scene, she heard a violent explosion. She turned her head and saw that in the direction of her escape, the thick fireworks bloomed in the air. The helicopter was destroyed, followed by a series of explosions. In that direction, the explosion rang in a chain, and the dense smoke and hot air made the air flow violent. Duff realized that what kind of guys stopped Father Edward—armored vehicles, artillery, helicopters, heavy firepower, and uniforms for special operations—this is an army!

Duff has never seen such a formal army in London. Even when terrorist activities occur, the martial law will not appear on the streets, and they should appear on the battlefield. but. At this time, these people are not illusions. When Duff was stunned. Someone patted her shoulder, and she suddenly woke up, only to realize that her arm was tightly pressed, her body was also sitting on a bench, the needle was piercing into her blood vessel, and the pain of blood drawing came.

"Are you all right?" Said the person who patted her shoulder, and soon asked others: "How is she?" Listening to the voice, it is a young and majestic woman.

"It's just over frightened. The spirit needs to be targeted, the body is in good health, and it is stronger and stronger than the average man." The person who answered was on the side of her field of vision. When her eyes turned, she understood what she was in-- A doctor and several nurses are busy performing a physical examination on themselves. It is probably the person in charge of the doctor who is opening the report file to answer the questioner ’s inquiries.

The person asking the question is as he heard it. She is a young and majestic woman, but she is wearing a white-collar girl's work uniform and can't confirm what her real job is. The doctor in charge of drawing blood put a tube of blood in the shelf, and there were two tubes inside. Duff didn't really know why he had to draw so much blood. Later, the doctor took out a small flashlight from his pocket and took photos of her eyeballs, holding her eyelids even further, making her unable to close. The strong light stimulated her tear glands, but. She had no idea to resist.

Although I don't like others to move their hands on themselves, compared with the terrible old priest, these hard-working people are like a rain in time, giving her a particularly strong sense of familiarity and security, as if from a nightmare. Land, returned to his native hometown.

"It's all right." The doctor withdrew the flashlight, patted her on the shoulder, and then said to the attending doctor who was checking the report: "There are no signs of infection."

Then, Duff heard the attending doctor whisper: "This is the problem."

The young and majestic white-collar girl did not give much greetings and comfort, and simply said to Duff, "Come with me."

Duff didn't think, and instinctively followed. When the two got into a car, there was another noise outside, and only heard someone shouting: "It's an infected person! I saw it!" "Quick! Stop it!" "Flame and freezing are used crossly, don't let The carpet of meat spreads in! "" Using a shock bomb! Don't stop attacking when it turns into ashes! "... Orders like this one after another, but the dark window glass, but the view from inside and outside of the car is blocked, Daph She knew what was happening outside, and she had a hunch, but no one intended to confirm it at this time.

The car was not hindered by the fierce fighting outside, and quickly evacuated after it was launched. Duff ’s eyes looked along the rear window. On the dark glass, there was a huge shadow rising from the direction she left, like a giant standing up. In that way, it gives people a sense of oppression. Although it wasn't very real, Duff knew that it must be Father Edward's method. The voices of this army gradually began to be confused. Can they win the final victory? Duff's instincts told her that even if she won, she would pay a considerable price.

The car quickly drove away from this area, and the dark glass finally returned to a clear look. Duff clearly saw where he was-on a street almost 1,000 kilometers away from the red light district, and her previous Impression, still staying in the red light district. Did you leave so far without realizing it? Duff couldn't help thinking. That long, one-way running will make you leave the red light district, which is not impossible. At that time, Duff still couldn't understand what was going on. Those long alleyways were definitely not the scenes they would normally see. Reality and illusion were already difficult to distinguish.

Duff felt very tired, whether mentally or spiritually, away from the battle scene farther and farther, as if her own doom had temporarily put a rest, she gave up and continued to think about more things, quietly enjoying the car Tranquility.

"Hello ~ www.readwn.com ~ Duff, do you know what's going on now?" The white-collar girl sitting beside Duff spoke about five minutes later.

Duff's spirit slowed down, and she gradually had the strength to speak. She observed the white-collar girl who seemed to have a high status next to her for a while. After thinking for a while, she said, "Are you a netball?"

"Oh, you know us?" The white-collar girl was a little surprised, but she quickly calmed down, "Is the boy telling you? What else did he tell you? Although it was very sudden, but we, no, the whole London wanted The situation is very difficult, so I wo n’t say polite words. I hope you can confess what you know to us. If you believe in the government more, I can arrange it. "

"No, I don't need it anymore." Duff cheered up and said seriously and sincerely: "The teenager told me that at this time, the online ball is the most trustworthy. I believe in him, so, I believe in you. Please help Help me, I will tell you everything I know, but I hope you can tell me, what will happen to me, and the fate of this city. It is already terrible. "To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m.

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