msmithbooks Chapter 9 Moon 09
Chapter 9 Moon 09
Maggie came out of the kitchen, holding a plate of cooked food mixed with onions, tomatoes and noodles, and placed it in front of her husband tremblingly.
The man was looking sullen, trying to get a bottle of wine out of a cardboard box lying on the dirty floor.
Maggie said quickly: "You can't drink, Jack, your tongue isn't healed yet..."
"Drink if I want to drink, you motherfucker, don't talk nonsense to me!" Jack yelled. He has been afraid to touch alcohol these days because his tongue will hurt sharply when it comes into contact with alcohol. The backlog of anger has made him almost crazy.
But obviously the severe pain still left him with lingering fears. Annoyed, he put the wine bottle aside, brought the food Maggie handed him to his mouth, and casually swallowed it.
After taking a sip, his eyes widened with anger, and he slammed the plate in his hand at Maggie, who was trembling by the side——
"Stinky bastard, are you fucking feeding pigs! Such an unpalatable thing, are you fucking trying to poison me to death, and take my inheritance to find a wild man outside!?"
Maggie dodged in embarrassment, but was still splashed by the hot food, squatting in the corner with a face full of fear, her voice trembling: "Yes, I'm sorry, I don't, Jack, please, please don't..."
But her pleading did not get any mercy. The sound of plates being smashed, the sound of fists and feet hitting the body to the flesh, and the woman's screams were drowned out by the frantic barking of dogs outside the door.
Suffering grows wantonly like mold on the bottom of this gloomy city. Suffering is the most abundant nutrient, and it breeds vines of despair, dragging those who yearn for light into the abyss where they will never be reborn.
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After an unknown amount of time, Maggie opened her bruised eyes and got up from the ground.
She thought of what happened that day, and the help Robin had provided her, and couldn't help but sighed deeply.
This is not the first time she has called the police.
She once called the police, but for some reason, those police officers only superficially comforted her, and later this matter was dismissed as an ordinary family dispute, and those police officers would not care about these family matters at all.
This happens every time, without exception.
Such violent incidents happen every day at the bottom of Gotham, they can't manage it, and they don't have the mood to do it.These policemen are fighting against more terrifying monsters day and night, and they are physically and mentally exhausted, wishing for more police force.
The light in Maggie's eyes gradually went out, she didn't call the police, but hung up the phone sadly, and blankly cleaned up the mess in the house.
Her alcoholic husband is no longer in the house, and he probably went out to hang out again.Maggie felt the pain in her body was unbearable, maybe her bones were injured, and she felt even more desperate.
What should she do?
If this continues, sooner or later he will die in this city!
She sat slumped on the ground, trembling all over, and the pain and fear made her break out in cold sweat.
Suddenly, she felt a very strong sense of dizziness.The dizziness came so unexpectedly that she almost fell, and quickly supported the wall.
At this moment, she saw a person.
A man standing in the shadows with no face visible, he seemed to be shrouded in a mist and out of reach.But for Maggie, just standing in the distance and looking at him, she could feel a very strong palpitation, which almost made her breathless.
She saw the figure raise his hand, as if he put something in his pocket, then turned and left.
The hallucination disappeared at this point, and Maggie opened her eyes suddenly, taking a big mouthful of fresh air, and the suffocation caused by the lack of oxygen caused by holding her breath was slowly relieved.
...What was that just now?
The palpitations just now were very similar to that night!
The sense of oppression that came from nowhere, the fear from the heart, and the unthinkable chaos and madness made her sweat all over her body.
She subconsciously touched her pocket, where a folded note lay quietly.
——It was the person who let it in just now!
Maggie's hands were shaking, she almost screamed.
That's not an illusion!
That person really came!
The ordinary note seemed to have some magical power, which attracted her to open it uncontrollably, and looked at the words on it.
The pen that sculpts civilization, the eye that observes the universe, the observer of thousands of destiny trajectories, the eye of the secret star that sleeps deep in the starry sky...
She stared at the small, neatly written words that were full of magical power. After a long while, she came back to her senses. Her hand shook slightly, and the note fell to the ground.
She seemed to be taken aback, and quickly picked up the note, holding it in her hand.
She felt her heart pounding, almost popping out of her throat.Although that person didn't leave any words, the moment she saw this note, she already understood what she should do.
It's like a guide in the dark, mysterious and unpredictable.
She was stunned for a long time, and the soul that had escaped from her body due to fear gradually returned, allowing her to regain a little thinking ability.
She stared at the note in her hand for a while, then suddenly laughed at herself.
It should have been a small note that a cult missionary from somewhere put into her pocket when she was shopping for groceries this morning. How could someone slip a small note from a hallucination at such a long distance? Put it in her pocket?
She must have been too tired recently to have this hallucination, it should be just a coincidence.
...just a coincidence.
But... what if not?
Maggie gritted her teeth, walked into her small room, closed the door, took a deep breath, and without hesitation, read out the words of prayer written on the note:
"The brush that sculpts civilization, the eye that observes the universe, the insight into the trajectories of thousands of fates, the eye of the secret star that sleeps deep in the starry sky... Please listen to my prayers and answer my prayers."
After reading a sentence, there was no movement.
Maggie was a little discouraged, but she continued to chant this prayer. After three times in a row, there was still no movement.
Maggie sat in the quiet and dark room, smiling self-deprecatingly.
Yeah, what the hell is she thinking?From this point of view, it was a scam. She was so desperate to seek medical treatment that she even believed this ridiculous trick.
Like a fool.
Maggie threw the note into the trash can with some disappointment. She was about to take a rest and clean up after the pain in her body subsided a little, but suddenly felt a very cold wind blowing from her ankles. scratched.
Maggie was slightly taken aback, thinking that the window was not closed properly, she opened the curtains, only to find that the window was closed tightly, without even a single gap.
Maggie froze for a moment.
Afterwards, the chilly feeling became more and more intense, as if she was suddenly placed in an eternal ice cellar. She couldn't help shivering, and the fear in her heart slowly spread, making her legs a little Feeling weak, the heartbeat roared like a drum.
The cold wind was blowing more and more violently, almost making Maggie unable to open her eyes.
Soon, she saw a black mark floating in the air from her narrowed eyes.
It was an eye framed by a rhombus, and countless lines radiated out like rays of light around the eyes, exuding a cold, strange light beyond human cognition.
It was obviously just a mark, but Maggie seemed to see the vitality in that eye.That indifferent eye that seemed to see through all the past and future looked at her, quietly waiting for her next words.