Squeak, squeak.

The rusty swing swayed, and Nancy opened her eyes and saw the weedy courtyard. "Why are you asleep here?" She let go of her hand and jumped off the swing.

The dark red rust was printed in the palm of your hand, and it couldn't be rubbed off no matter how hard it was. The sky was gloomy, and the dim light was lit in the room, and my stomach was rumbling, "Mary, I'm hungry."

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

There was a dull slashing sound from the kitchen but no one answered.

"Can't you hear?" murmured in a low voice, Nancy approached the kitchen and increased the volume, "Is dinner not ready yet? I'm hungry!"

Dongdong!

After a while, a sharp sound came from the kitchen, "Miss Nancy's meat is stewed in the pot, wait a moment."

"Meat? I said, I only eat vegetable salad for dinner, otherwise I won't be able to wear new skirts!" A hint of discomfort flashed across my face, and Nancy took a few steps.

"Mary, have you listened to me?" She frowned, the smell of blood in the kitchen was disgusting.

"That won't work, Miss Nancy, look at how thin you are, you have to eat more."

The cook named Mary slowly turned around her slightly fat body and revealed a face that made Nancy extremely unfamiliar.

There was only a big mouth that was grinning to the ears on its round face, and blood-red flesh was mixed between the sharp teeth. The scarlet tongue stirred away the minced meat between the teeth.

She pulled up half of her thighs on the chopping board, and the smile on her face was sincere, "Look, you are so thin, you can't even shave much meat on your legs."

The huge fear clenched Nancy's heart. She widened her eyes and saw half of the head floating in the iron pot.

That was half of her own face that had been cooked.

"ah!"

A scream came out of her mouth, and the next second Nancy suddenly bounced off the bed. She gasped heavily and grabbed the cup on the table and drank it clean.

It was dark outside the window and the room was silent.

"It turned out to be a dream, and I had a nightmare again." She rubbed her forehead irritably, and she recalled her experience in recent times.

When did it start?

By the way, the strange ceremony, when my father competed for the seat of the House of Commons, this matter was extremely important to him, so Nancy went to the church for the first time to pray. She even found a strange ceremony of blessing in books.

She completed this weird ceremony with the idea of ​​giving it a try, and it seemed that from then on, the weird nightmare began to affect her spirit.

My sleep gets worse and worse, and my spirit becomes more and more depressed. In my sleep, there are always terrible monsters approaching her.

"Can't sleep anymore." Shaking her dizzy head, Nancy encouraged herself. She lit the light at the head of the bed, sighed, lay down sideways, and looked out into the streets outside through the gaps in the curtains.

But at this moment, Nancy suddenly felt the goose-cushion mattress behind her sink slightly, as if something had climbed onto her bed.

The quilt behind her was lifted up, and a cold thing slowly approached her body.

Her body trembled, and her boundless fear wrapped her whole body. She knew that something unknown behind her was approaching her body bit by bit.

She wanted to yell and jump out of bed, but was dominated by fear and Nancy found that she could do nothing.

A slightly cool palm passed through her waist, and her rough arms hugged her whole body, and a sharp voice came from his ear, "Is it delicious? Is my blood delicious?"

"What?!"

After the huge fear, Nancy suddenly noticed the disgusting bloody smell in her mouth. The next second, she broke free from the control of fear and jumped out of the bed without any effort.

"Where do you want to go?"

The terrible force pulled her hair and pulled her whole body to the bottom of the wall.

As he struggled desperately, Nancy saw the familiar big face and a blood-red eyeball squeezed out from her bloody mouth.

"Nancy, Nancy!"

The body shook violently, and the sky was spinning, and the light reappeared. The girl opened her eyes and saw the friend's concerned gaze. The room was messy and the wooden bed was lifted, but she didn't even dare to look down.

"It's okay, we're with you."

After a while, Nancy finally came to her senses in a daze. Her friends in the room were still asking with concern. She opened her mouth mechanically to answer every question, but she had no idea what she was saying.

She shrank her body tiredly, and she turned her head slightly and saw half of the face reflected in the dressing mirror.

"How long has it been since I had a good rest? I looked like a dead person in the mirror."

He sighed with a self-deprecating sigh and was about to get up and change his position, but at this moment, because of the movement of the position, Nanxi glanced through his eyes and saw the whole picture clearly at this moment.

On top of her head, blood-red eyes stared at her, her mouth wide open, swallowing her head little by little into her mouth.

Before he could make any sound, his eyes turned dark and Nancy completely lost consciousness.

…………

Although not too far from Nancy's residence, Sigmund chose to drive a carriage.

"Does your friend usually have a grudge against?"

"Nancy is kind, and even compared to her background, she has a little too timid personality. She doesn't have many friends and doesn't like to participate in high-class social interactions." Rebecca replied.

"But it's hard for her father, Mr. Thompson, not to make enemies with others because of work."

"When did you start to notice her mental problems?" Sigmun asked.

"It was yesterday that I hadn't seen her for a long time, so I asked other friends for a while and found out that she had not gone out at home. After visiting her, I found that she was in poor mental state, so I came back that night and asked you to help prepare perfume."

"I thought this was just normal psychological anxiety. If you didn't have the perfume installed this morning, I might have to wait a few more days before I would visit her."

This is a coincidence. Sigmun didn't know what to say. If the Duke hadn't asked him to come back and rest, this might have really not met.

The distance is not too far. When we arrived at our destination, the sun set and the sky had just become dark.

Dangdangdang.

Jumping out of the carriage, Rebecca stood at the door and shook the doorbell. After a long time, footsteps came. When she opened the door, she appeared in front of everyone. She was a beautiful girl with brown braids.

Her face was pale but her eyes were still bright. She was obviously stunned when she saw Sigmun and others.

"Nancy, why did you come to open the door in person?" Rebecca looked puzzled.

"The cook and the butler are both busy." The girl named Nancy smiled.

"How are you in good health? I invited a friend, and he might be able to help with what happened to you." Leo sideways, Beca introduced Sigmon to Nancy.

Ashley had already met her in the morning.

"Come in, we are preparing dinner, if you don't mind, let's go together." Apart from looking a little haggard, Nancy didn't seem to be anxious about being tortured by nightmares at this time.

"You..." Rebecca wanted to speak but stopped. Nancy looked a little good and abnormal at this time.

"What are you doing at the door? Come in!"

In the room, Nancy waved enthusiastically.
Chapter completed!