American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 123 House
Baling's gaze was intense.

Will it succeed?

Gah!
The crow opened its large beak, flapped its wings fiercely, grabbed Baling's shoulder tightly, and then flew away with a whoosh.

After circling in the air once, it flew back to Baling's arm, then rolled its eyes, kicked its legs, and fell to the ground, its body tilting to one side.

"Dead? No way."

Baling picked up the crow and examined it carefully, finding it motionless and stiff.

Even its body temperature was dropping; clearly, it was about to die.

Disappointed, Baling put the crow down and was about to dig a hole to bury it when the crow's claws twitched almost imperceptibly.

puff!
A cluster of flames rises, releasing the unique aroma of burning protein, along with the fragrance of roasted meat.

Pale red flames burned on the crow's body, and soon it was charred black.

The charred blackening began to spread, then peeled off, revealing tender, new skin.

Beneath its bald body, clumps of straw grew from its flesh, and its eyes suddenly trembled violently.
Its body swelled and shrank, eventually settling into its original size. Then, feathers sprouted rapidly, covering its body with blackened plumage.

A lively gaze flickered in his black pupils.

Its body has undergone a transformation from the inside out, and its wisdom is also growing.

"quack!"

The crow spread its wings, flew down to a branch, and hopped left and right in the direction of Baling.

Baling can sense a connection between the two. And along this connection, Baling can do much more.

Suddenly, the eyes of the man and the crow met.

In an instant, the brilliance in the crow's eyes intensified, surpassing even the status of the Einstein of crows.

Baling looked at himself; people were looking at crows, and crows were looking at people.

Viewing oneself from two different perspectives has a peculiar and wonderful feeling.

Through this connection, Baling took over the consciousness of the crow. Suddenly, he flapped his wings rapidly and soared into the vast sky.

Looking down at the vast land, I felt especially exhilarated.

After having had its fill of flying, the crow landed back under the tree where it had taken flight.

Having withdrawn his consciousness, Baling stroked the crow's feathers and conveyed his thoughts to it.

"Go and establish your people, sow the seeds of power..."

The crow glanced back at Baling, nodded in a human-like manner, flapped its wings, and gradually disappeared into the horizon.

……

Before even having struggled for most of their lives, Baling already possessed the financial strength to buy their own grand house.

That was a huge house with a massive fracture.

In my previous life, I couldn't buy it even if I worked my whole life in Baling.

But now, a house worth a million only costs 98,000. He spent a full 98,000 to get this big house.

They've really hit the jackpot.

This is a lake-view apartment built right next to the lake, located at 412 Ocean Avenue.

During leisure time, one can go swimming or fishing by the lake to cultivate one's mind and spirit.

As for why it's so cheap?
Needless to say, the house is a haunted house, and the place you're going to live in is a haunted house!
After asking a real estate agent, Baling learned that someone had died there last year. Six out of seven members of a family died, and the son of the remaining member was the murderer and was already in prison with more than a hundred years left on his sentence.

Moreover, not long ago, a family moved in, but later found it unsuitable and moved out in less than a month.

Now, the house is uninhabited again.

The financially powerful Baling man readily paid the full amount for the house. Knowing it was a haunted house, he still chose to buy it, shocking the real estate agent on the spot.

The real estate agent had originally planned to say something, but now all he can do is wish him a happy life.

After spending some money to buy a new batch of furniture and having it redone,

Baling officially moved into his house.

Since the house is very likely not very clean, Baling will stay there alone for the time being.

Once it's cleaned up, we can invite others over and have a party.

Although Baling isn't particularly interested in parties, it's acceptable to come occasionally, as it's part of local customs.

After sunset, at 8:30 pm, Baling opened the door and entered the house at night for the first time.

He used to stay in his dreams, reflecting on his experiences alone.

But when people reach a certain age, they should settle down, start a family, and establish a career.

Her career was already thriving, and Baling had reached the age to start a family.

Buying a house and a car was to be expected.

Interacting with people can help Baling maintain her humanity and prevent her from getting lost in inhuman thinking.

The moment Baling opened the door and stepped into the house, he felt like he was coming home.

The gloomy atmosphere made him quite comfortable.

This smells just right; it's definitely a haunted house.

However, there are some inhuman creatures here, which is utterly despicable.

Even though Baling has already paid the money and the house is now owned by Baling, they still haven't moved out.

Such an arrogant ghost needs to be dealt a heavy blow.

However, Baling was a reasonable person and decided to give them a chance.

Perhaps it's possible that these long-term tenants are reluctant to leave and want to say goodbye before they go, which is understandable.

Go to sleep first, goodnight, Makka Pakka.

After saying goodbye to the world, Baling pulled the covers up and prepared for a good night's sleep.

Then, when the sun rises, they will welcome their new house.

Tick ​​tock!

It was 3:15 a.m.

The time when the evil forces within the house are most active.

Darkness is about to awaken.

Zizi!

A strange friction sound echoed in the room.

Something has come in.

Baling yawned deeply, opened his eyes, and saw a little girl sticking out her tongue in mid-air, her neck dangling over a rope loop.

With both legs off the ground, he had clearly hanged himself.

She was a little girl with a wildly imaginative mind. Although it sounds like a terrible joke, it's definitely the most fitting word to describe her.

The girl was deathly pale, wearing a floral dress, and kept swaying back and forth; she was a terrifying midnight ghost.

"Wow, that's scary."

Lying on the bed, Baling uttered a perfunctory remark without emotion, calmly watching the little girl swing back and forth.

"Little sister, it's not good to break into my house in the middle of the night and scare people. What's your name? What do you do? Who sent you?"

Little Judy: "..."

Seeing that Baling showed no fear whatsoever, Judy sensed something was amiss.

Are you scared? Why aren't you scared? If you're not scared, how are you going to finish get off work and go home tonight?

Judy hung in mid-air, at a loss. She tried to hide herself, but Baling's gaze remained fixed on her.

"If you don't say anything, Uncle Baling is really going to get angry."

Baling threw back the covers and walked toward Judy.

With this movement, Judy felt an incredibly powerful aura, a terrifying force like a storm pressing down on her, as if a gentle breath from Baling would reduce her to ashes.

“Judy. My name is Judy. I’m here to scare people. This was all ordered to be done by Ketchum.”

“Ketchmen has done all sorts of bad things. He killed me. There are also several vengeful spirits of Native Americans in the basement. They were all forcibly kept here by Ketchmen.”

“He doesn’t welcome bachelors into his house, especially Asians like you. He wants you to die in fear.”

The little girl trembled, wishing she could tell everyone she knew in one breath.

(End of this chapter)