American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 145 Surprise
What's still missing?
"Quickly invite the special guests and the atmosphere-building team over."

When there are many people, there will always be clever ones who come up with ideas.

Daniela and Mary, who had fainted, were woken up together and readily agreed to become the atmosphere group in front of the great axe and greatsword.

Meanwhile, Judy, sensing something was wrong, hadn't taken two steps when several evil spirits blocked her escape route and brought her to Baling.

Baling pulled him onto a horse, ready to embark on a spontaneous journey.

"Minions, play the music."

The circling crow returned to my shoulder, and the black shark ran ahead.

A Buddha statue skillfully plays the suona, and the majestic and resounding sound of the suona becomes the opening of the music.

A skeleton with only bones is passionately drumming, while a toy monkey plays an accordion next to it.

The television's speakers emitted a buzzing electronic sound, adding a unique flavor to the distinctive music that blended various instruments.

In the middle of the line was a large shelf displaying many small items, which sang softly in chorus to the rhythm.

At the end of the line was a pink and blue box with multiple arms. On its back was a glass cabinet containing a white wedding dress, silver coins, and the newly added skeleton of a ram-horned demon.

Numerous evil energies entangled and converged in the sky, and the sounds of paradise, primarily from Baling, spontaneously coalesced into a tall phantom.

A massive, slender scarecrow walks through the void, surrounded by numerous indistinct, malevolent figures that swarm around its central leader.

Its jet-black wings suddenly unfurled, scattering countless raven feathers, each one seemingly singing an eerie melody.

Slowly, gentle gusts of evil wind lifted the orchestra, and under the powerful force of Baling, they took flight.

"Mom, Daddy. You won't believe it, but I flew in the sky."

Judy looked amazed; this unprecedented experience felt like living in a dream.

When she was just a few years old, Judy also had a naive fantasy that one day a handsome prince riding a white horse would come to greet her.

But before she could grow up, the white horse remained a white horse, but the prince turned into a demon king.

Damn it, the prince has secretly made progress!

Judy, lost in thought, felt completely safe and secure atop the white horse.

On the contrary, Mary and Daniela were nervously biting their fingers, trying to suppress their fear.

They felt as if they were walking on thin air, experiencing the anxiety and fear of stepping into emptiness at any moment.

It's too dangerous; they want to go home.

The band does not act according to their will, but continues to move forward.

In the dark streets.

Cell phones, flashlights, and other lighting devices suddenly malfunction, making intermittent buzzing noises, and eventually failing to emit any light at all.

A clear and profound sound seemed to emanate from the darkness. Music, drifting from an unknown source, echoed in the lightless night sky.

The moonlight was obscured by clusters of dark clouds.

Occasionally, a person who is startled awake in the middle of the night will break out in a cold sweat and look out the window, only to unexpectedly witness a scene that makes them question the meaning of life.

That was the Collection Room Orchestra, which was frantically beating Newton and flying out of thin air.

"Oh my god! I must be hallucinating, not fully awake." He tried to fall asleep, but the music playing in his ears kept replaying in his mind.

He chased after him onto the balcony, only to see fleeting phantoms, like elusive illusions.

Wherever the phantom passed, the nightlights went out.

Only a faint starlight was enough for him to catch a glimpse of it.

He tried to take a picture with his phone, but the phone didn't respond at all, like a brick that wouldn't light up.

"Damn it!" He angrily smashed his phone.

The music only stopped when the strange sight disappeared completely.

He wasn't the only one who witnessed strange things; many others did as well. After all, in modern society, there are countless people who stay up late.

In addition, Baling had no intention of retracing the original route; they simply took whichever route was closest.

……

Ocean Avenue, 412.

I walked all night.

Before dawn, Baling led the Collection Room Orchestra back to the old house.

"Dear Judy, I'm back!" Baling shouted from afar as soon as he returned to the house.

While Judy with her short, light blonde hair was still confused, Judy with her long, black hair and a wildly imaginative mind appeared at the door.

She held the black and white teddy bear, which was to be buried with her, in her small hands. Baling dismounted, took a few steps forward, lifted it high, spun it around a few times, and then put it down.

During their time living in the old house, the two grew closer.

"Yin Tou Si, come out and get to work."

"Alright! Master, we're here."

Four Native Americans dressed in animal skin clothing and wearing brightly colored feathered hats floated over in response to the call.

"Sir, the basement has been cleaned and is ready for occupancy at any time."

"Give them a good rest and sort them into different categories. Also, be careful not to break this glass cabinet."

After Baling gave the order, the collections behind him followed along on their own, to see their future new home.

"Wow! How lavish! This space, this location, and even these torture instruments... torture instruments!"
"No, it's a scam!"

The evil spirit lamented in its heart: How bitter!
This is treating them like Native Americans.

……

Shocking! Bizarre!
Darkness descends! Aliens have arrived!

Are these accounts from many people just hallucinations from working overtime and staying up late, or have they glimpsed a side of the real world?
"Welcome to today's special express program - 'Into America: A Strange Night'."

"Last night, a strange, unidentified red flying object appeared in the sky above Wyman Street in Monroe, Connecticut. According to extraterrestrial research experts, it is highly likely to be an alien invasion."

"Coincidentally, a minor earthquake, power outage, and magnetic field disturbances also occurred in Connecticut last night. The reasons behind these events may be quite surprising."

"According to the interviews, we learned that some lucky citizens witnessed a band of ghosts playing a mind-altering, demonic sound."

"But what is the truth? We will reveal it to you next..."

On the way home, the town was much more lively than usual.

The Warrens listened to the television broadcast in their car, their mood rather strange.

In the past, they would rush to places where strange things happened, but now, strange things are happening near their homes.

How strange!

Ed joked, "Lorraine, if we were to come to your door this time, we wouldn't have to drive all the way here."

Rowling added, "Yes. Some people will specifically ask us for help, even waiting at their doorstep."

"Our business is thriving."

"Things are thriving? You're dreaming."

“No, Rowling, it seems we’re really going to become famous.” Ed saw a crowd gathered in front of his house in the distance, as if they were admiring a spectacle.

"Are you ready to go on TV, Great Exorcist?" Rowling teased.

At this moment, they haven't truly realized the seriousness of the problem.

(End of this chapter)