019  Alice and Run

Anderson House in the afternoon, quiet and peaceful.

Old Hank was sitting in the exhibition hall, leaning on a coffin, staring at the door with cloudy eyes, as if he was expecting someone to come, but if someone did come, he would just stare, viciously scare others away.

After eating, the big Dane Kim slowly ran in, glanced at Old Hank, and circled under the support of the coffin. After playing for a while, he seemed a little hungry again. Waggling his tail, it ran through the living room and ran to the kitchen.

The desk in the parlor was empty, and Louise was not at the Anderson House, nor was Matthew. They all went to the church on the west side, which was the last funeral before Father Constantine closed The Church of the son of God, and the 'brother' who was the head of the Anderson House was not there, so his 'subordinates' took over the 'real' work.

On the counter in the kitchen, the bamboo baskets were stuffed with biscuits and pastries. The big Dane jumped on the counter nimbly. His nose was just a decoration, so he just used his soft red tongue to wrap the recent cake.

"Stop! Run!"

Kim's mouth stopped chewing, he raised his head and looked out the window.

If you look closely, you will find that the south window of the kitchen has a contrasting color with the wall. Because the windows were newly installed after being destroyed more than a month ago, they could not fully integrate with the old kitchen environment.

"Run! Let me out!" Alice stood helplessly in the backyard, shouting at the blurred light and shadow in front of her.

The corners of Alice's white dress had charred burn marks. She hugged her shoulders and looked at the circle of red incantations around her feet.

Run's facial features are as blurry and flashing as his body. In a short pause, his lips can be seen squirming. He is using witchcraft, real witchcraft!

The banshee's eyes suddenly widened, and she covered her eyes with her hands, "Run! Stop! Stop! You will disappear!"

In the flickering light and shadow, the prominent football jacket had turned into a cloud of red and blue mist, and Run's body was like a rapidly extinguished firework.

"Stop! Stop! Run!"

In the scream of the banshee's sharp prayer, the red incantation on the ground disappeared, and the foggy mist in the air had stopped flickering, but it couldn't gather, embarrassingly frozen in the air, constantly fading and dim.

Banshee Alice anxiously ran out of the place where she had been bound, and the skirt with the burnt corners lifted up in the air. She ran to the hammock for an open notebook on the round wooden table.

Alice's fingers tremblingly rummaged through the notes, and the sound of flipping pages added a background sound to this restless afternoon. Finally, Alice found what she wanted, holding this witchcraft notebook belonging to Sebella, and ran to somewhere in the courtyard.

Alice didn't need to see how Sebella simplified the most primitive ritual step by step to the process and explanation of witchcraft. She held the note in one hand and looked directly at the last sentence.

"*&(*%￥# (spell)."

After Alice finished reciting tremblingly, she opened her palms down, and she pointed to the ground there was a clear separation between the soil layer and the surroundings as if it had been renovated not long ago.

The light and shadow that solidified in the air not far away seemed to be summoned, like a trace of smoke being sucked and pulled, swirling in the air to gather at the place pointed by Alice's palm, and then all submerged into the ground.

Alice closed the notebook, folded her hands, and clasped her thin shoulders tightly. She lowered her head and mist-filled her tightly closed eyelashes.

Fragmented light and shadow appeared in front of Alice as if the fragments were constantly recombining and reconstructing, until a figure completely appeared, which was Run.

Run raised his arm, his eyes glowed with surprise, his palm was facing the sun, but not a single ray of light could penetrate! His body, like the substance, was no longer embarrassingly translucent!

"You! Alice! You are so powerful!" Run stared at his hands excitedly! "You, you superimposed mother's spell! You..."

The notebook penetrated Run's body and hit the back porch of Anderson's house.

"Why did you do this to me!" Alice's shoulder trembled as she stared at the solid earthbound spirit. "Why! Do you think this is funny!"

"Wait!" Run tried to grab Alice running towards the Anderson house, but his hand just pierced through Alice's arm, "I need your help!"

But Alice didn't want to hear anything from this guy anymore, ran past the big Dane, opened the side door, and rushed in.

Alice had already rushed up the stairs, and Run, who was floating in the courtyard, frowned, his figure turned into a spot of light and disappeared in the sunlight. When he reappeared, he was already behind Alice.

"Wait, Alice! I really need your help!"

Alice didn't look back walking up the stairs. With her eyes closed, she directly hit Run, who was floating in front of her.

Run couldn't stop the excited Alice, and the door slammed loudly. It seemed that Alice had already hidden in the room. But doors and walls have no effect on Earthbound spirits. If you really want to get rid of the earthbound spirit, leaving his range of activities is the correct way.

It's a pity that the range that will make the banshee feel at ease coincides with the range of Run's activities as an earth-binding spirit, and it's the Anderson house. This is a helpless fact.

Alice took out a pair of scissors from the drawer and waved them in front of her!

The bright silver incision appeared on Run's body, and there was no bloody scene. The bright incision healed immediately after it appeared as if it hadn't happened! Even Run himself was very surprised that he did not dissipate because of the metal as usual! However, now was not the time to lament the power of Alice's sorcery.

"Alice! Calm down!" After Run realized that he didn't have to dodge Alice's 'attack', he pressed toward Alice directly.

"Stay away from me! Get out! Run! Get out!"

"Alice! Listen to me!" Run raised his voice, anyway, there was no one in Anderson now, and old Hank can't hear Run's voice at all, "I'm leaving Anderson! I'm going to find my family! Alice! Don't you want to?! Your real family! Let's go together!"

Alice's scissor-wielding arm stopped in midair.

On the south-facing wall of the Anderson House, on the second floor, the light and shadow on the wall seemed to be distorted by something, a 'thing' with scarlet skin was coiled outside a window that was not found by the people in the house.

Kim spit out a fruit pit from his mouth, and the skin of his whole body changed again in the sunlight, and it merged with the blue-gray wall and disappeared without a trace.