Plague Doctor

Mr. Joyce put the fried eggs in a bowl, cut a few more pieces of bread and cooked them, and took them to the table.

The dining table is an old wooden table by the kitchen filled with patchy oil stains and, in some places, moldy spots. Medical dogs usually require more hygiene than others, but Gu Jun is hungry and drummed. Once he sits down, he eats this fried egg. The natural egg of a walking chicken is quite delicious.

“What was that all about?” He asked what the old man had said about the incident in Innsmouth the previous two years.

“There is very little outside knowledge. It was late last year and early last winter, and a lot of people said it was because people were smuggling drinks there. But I know it's not, Jack's heard a lot about money, including this, and nobody sells liquor in Innsmouth at all. ”

Mr. Joyce dismissed this assertion, “When many people were arrested, where they were held, no one knew, there was little news of the trial, there was little news, some groups protested, but they were soon suppressed by the federal government. There's definitely something wrong there. ”

Gu Jun frowned silently, could it be an FBM action against Innsmouth...

In his native world, there is no Innsmouth, and FBM has never acted on it.

But it doesn't seem to be the same here. It sounds like the government took away a lot of evil followers and aliens in one breath.

“I just want justice.” Mr. Joyce chewed the bread, his voice was dull, like a little choking, "I went to the police, nobody cared about me, I went to the press, nobody cared about me. My old friends, they either think I'm crazy or they don't want any trouble. ”

“Old sir, maybe.” Gu Jun said, "Maybe I can investigate for you. ”

“Oh?” Mr. Joyce glanced.

Gu Jun thought he had to use a more convincing statement to suit his identity, and said: “I just got here. I need to find a job and make some money. I can help you with the Innsmouth investigation. I'm Oriental, maybe I can get in. ”

“Mr. Gu, you can definitely get in there!” Actually, Mr. Joyce had this idea in mind, so he was excited: “You can pretend to be a great believer! ”

“Yes, but I need to know many things first.” Gu Jun nodded, "I wonder, has Innsmouth ever heard of witches? ”

In this place, talking about witch color change, if it is 200 years earlier, so that the witch can be debated in private, the defendant will be tried in minutes for witchcraft.

“Witches…” Mr. Joyce glared, some funny: “Let's just say we have everything to do with witches here. Old John's family lost a few eggs. That was stolen by a witch, wasn't it? Old Carter's dog barks at night. That's witch, isn't it? And so on. ”

The old man said and swallowed his bag, a little choked, "Look, maybe now the witch is listening to us and choking me. ”

But Gu Jun's heart was cold. He watched the old gentleman's reflection in the light, and the sky outside had darkened...

He knew it wasn't without that possibility, the "shadow” Cobean had said.

“The witch here, the witch there, I've heard cocoons in my ears since I was a kid.” Mr. Joyce doesn't think so, "Innsmouth, of course there are witch legends in that place. But I've heard about it. It has nothing to do with Taoism. But in Arkham, there's a 'house of witches’. ”

Gu Jun was surprised, "Arkham”. He heard the place name earlier. He thought it was just a normal place, but now it doesn't sound easy?

“Arkham?” He asked.

“Arkham is our rare city, sort of.” Mr. Joyce said, "There are all kinds of strange legends there, too. One of them is about witches, and I have to tell you about that witch case in Salem. ”

Gu Jun has actually heard it before, but now he still hears it from the old man. After all, the case situation may be different here.

But he still sounds the same, and that's the thing, the Salem Witch trial.

It was over 200 years since 1929, when in Salem, Massachusetts, the daughter of a priest had a sudden onset of a strange illness, followed by the symptoms of several girls who usually played with her, and then some of the other girls in the town were sick.

“They scream, sometimes their bodies twitch, their minds go crazy, they make curse-like strange noises. ”

Mr. Joyce spoke of these already untested histories, “No one knew why at the time, nor could the doctors explain it. ”

Gu Jun was silent. In medicine, Salem was also a historical mystery.

Tourette's disease? At the very least, it is not the ordinary type, because the disease is not contagious and does not cause delirium. One hypothesis is "ergotic disease”, which is poisoning by eating rye parasitized by the fungus "ergotic”, but it just doesn't explain why it all starts out as a girl.

As a result of the plague, almost everyone in the town of Salem was accused, either of witchcraft or witchcraft.

According to the old man, this resulted in hundreds of people being imprisoned, tortured, dozens hanged, stoned and burned.

“At that time one of the witches, Kezia-Mason.” Mr. Joyce added, "Then somehow the witch escaped from Salem prison and suddenly disappeared! The prison guard at the time went mad and said he saw Kezia-Mason open the space with curves, corners...”

Speaking of which, the old man feels ridiculous even if he has half a faith in the evil forces.

In the view of the old man, the great pagans had no superiority over mortals, and the sacrifice was merely an ordinary sin.

This is all the more true of the legends of these witches, which are nothing but vinegar and attachment.

If Mr. Joyce believes that there really is a demon, he will have no face for the young Oriental in front of him.

But Gu Jun was getting colder and colder. They couldn't figure it out. According to Xiao Kedou, what power was the witch shadow coming out of the corner of the wall...

Now, he knows very well that this kind of crossing of space is not just a legend, but whether "Kezia-Mason” has anything to do with it.

“Anyway, Kezia-Mason lived in an old house in Arkham. Mr. Joyce said," It's said that there are a lot of weird things going on there, and nobody wants to get near it. ”

Gu Jun suddenly had another thought, and came to this time himself...

Could Arkham be more important than Innsmouth? Will there be any important clues to the house of witches?

Is Kezia-Mason the witch, or is there a thousand faces?

As Gu Jun pondered, several dogs outside the house suddenly barked and a noise came from afar.

“Old Joss, you old bastard, someone saw you bring that heathen home! ”

“You old fuckin 'thing, give us that Oriental, you want to get us killed, like you got Jack! ”

“Fuck off, you bastard! ”

With a loud shout, the screams of the dogs suddenly rang, and the dogs were apparently beaten, suddenly fleeing away, the barking became more severe.

“Damn, damn...” Mr. Joyce dropped the bread in his hand, stood up and shivered with anger, "Those savages are here, damn it! ”