"That's because Nancy was against putting your futile thoughts into your mouth.”

"Mrs. Dare, I've told you from the beginning that you were against Nancy. And I've been at home for quite a while, even though I've been a tutor for a long time. I just came out of the blue and....”

Karen looked at her old house with an exaggerated shake of her head.

"I wonder why you moved to this place. Why are you evasive about that?”

Karen doesn't believe anyone. Who do you trust when you don't even trust yourself? The same is true of the woman in front of her eyes. It is a fact that he has been aware of himself for a long time that he suffers from insanity.

But reject your 100 years? Karen could not admit it. You can't just recite your life in an abstract past and admit it's the end.

"Did you want to be my mother?"

"Everyone in that house is insane. I'll doin' for you...!”

"Oh, I was kicked out for protesting so sublimely to take on a madwoman. I don't believe it."

Karen's voice became as cheerful as a comedy, then split in a second. By Karen's voice, Deer was about to approach but stopped. And a little bit of fear came up on my face.

"Carran?"

"I don't believe you. To verify my cognitive abilities, I dismembered the body, brought him in and confirmed it, and suddenly you're crazy, so don't believe anything? As the hero of my life, I reject that reversal."

"Carran, what... What the hell are you talking about right now?"

"I've done something so far! What is this? They drugged me, chopped me up, and burned me! Do you think I'll be satisfied with this? Just like you... To someone who just appeared?”

"I... don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't pretend you don't know."

Karen gritted her teeth. Karen found it hard to accept that she was confused. We need to get it organized. It has to be dealt with. Drive yourself. Behave. The coins have been thrown. There is no reason to hesitate.

"And if you have the least amount of hair, I'm now."

with a click

"You know I don't intend to keep you alive, do you?"

"Carran! Calm down...Nancy's been bothering you, can't you see that you've come all this way? Can't you see what you haven't remembered since you were a baby? Now that I'm here, it's okay. Huh? The Lord knows when he kicked her out. That you're wrong. Now it's okay if you take me. Everything."

Dare poured out his words in a hurry. Something was going wrong.

Bang!

"Ack!"

He aimed at the head but missed it. Blood trickled down Dare's head. My face was covered with blood. Karen re-charged herself and approached her. The last bullet grazed the scalp and landed on the floor.

"Lamond finished in one shot, but I guess the human skull is more slippery than I thought."

"Carran, wake up, okay?"

Karen approached Dare. The middle-aged wife, who had been trying to dominate her with a triumphant past, was in a corner and trembled, which was quite worth seeing.

"I've already killed Nancy."

Karen laughed. The teeth glowed white in the afternoon sun. Dare stepped back, but there was no more room. A smiling face, a tooth came closer and closer.

***

It's all right.

I'm fine.

Everything sad is in the book.

You are dreaming.

This world is like a dream to you.

Soon, you and the driver will fall in love.

All hardships will be over.

***

"Didn't you say I'll pick you up in a little while?"

"Bowen."

"Please stay calm. I'm the one who gets scolded by Dulan."

06.Non,Non,Non,Non.

"Oh, my God, you can't shoot here. Thanks to you, I'm the only one with a lot of work.”

Bowen grabbed Karen's arm from behind and pulled out her pistol. Then he put on his gloves and looked at the sprawling body of Dare. Far from being surprised, he was not embarrassed. How many people knew about their madness and handled things.

"I'll take care of this. Larry brought the wagon, so please go out and wait."

"Who are you?"

Bowen raised his glasses and sighed.

"Let's talk after we do some work first."

"Help me?"

"…no, no."

Bowen answered Karen's words as if he was sick and tired of them. Oh, isn't that the answer? Bowen's face looks ridiculous. Karen regretted saying so. But how she will behave naturally, I don't have confidence. Familiar and impersonal kindness was inappropriate in this situation. Fortunately, Bowen didn't care about the hesitating Karen.

He pushed Karen out of the door. Karen trudged up to the carriage. Larry was originally a driver of a carriage used by the lord for business. Even though Karen's skirt was covered in blood, the middle-aged man just opened the carriage door. Donna was invisible.

"…from where."

I'm tired. Karen closed her eyes. My body is ragged with fatigue. Clothes are stained with blood here and there. As soon as I sat down, I saw the sunset. In contrast to the blood-colored room, it looked so warm and energetic. I can hear the roar of the crowd.

"Hey, Tom."

The boy handed over a thin blanket to cover his clothes.

"I must be crazy."

“…….”

Tom was so embarrassed that he almost dropped the cloth. Looking at the face, Karen lowered her gaze helplessly. I went so far as to make sure I was crazy......was it all useless?

I put a bullet in her face not to make her laugh, but it was actually hard to deny everything she said. That's what madness is. a thing hard to prove for oneself.

If her whole life is a delusion and her actions are just the exploitation of a psychopath.

I'm Was the experiment futile? Was the effort useless? All one's efforts come down to a simple word of madness and are solved by a convenient means of brainwashing. The world of reason and reason has already ended last night.

I covered my face with my hands. I have a stomachache.

"So now I'm going to put handcuffs on my hands and confess in front of Dulan, and then say hello to Nancy with a rope around my neck?"

… that's not bad.

Karen felt a big smile coming out. If that happens, the torture in one's head will end and rest will come. That's good. It's not a bad ending. No, if you could really die, it would be a happy ending.

an end worthy of a psychopath

But she put off convincing. It is only a possibility to the last degree. As I told Dare, she has so many memories. A hundred years' worth of memories are piled up so tightly. From businesses next year to sleeping habits of others. From now on, you can think of any way to prove that you are not crazy.

And it didn't matter what he did because he was crazy. You're gonna get executed, you're gonna get locked up in a mental hospital. That much determination was done last night.

Don't be embarrassed panic.

"I'll die."

"Why don't you show us some more grit after the Lord's hard work?"

"How are you, villain's assistant?"

As he giggled, Bowen sighed and put two large bags into the carriage. It is quite bulky for Mrs. Dare's body. Bowen made an excuse.

"The maid was upstairs.”

"Did you have to kill him?”

"…is that what you're saying? Just move your legs. It's not a wagon, it's a small space."

"What about Donna?"

"I purposely pushed it into the concert hall just in case."

"Yes."

"Are you sad?"

"Huh?"

"Are you sad you couldn't kill Donna?"

"Well."

Stretch your legs over the bag containing the body, and fatigue and relief come in. Shoes make my feet uncomfortable. Realism is coming in. Karen looked at Bowen as she pressed the knuckles of her fingers.

"Is there anything else you can tell me?" I'm ready to be absorbed in the secrets of birth, the reversal of life and all that. Please do it in accordance with the principles of the earth and the earth."

Bowen had a funny look on his face.

"Even if you say that all of a sudden. I'm in the position of being paid, but... You're not quite yourself either."

"Are you the one who cut Nancy?’

"Suddenly."

"Energy?"

Bowen frowned and replied reluctantly.

"…yes."

"Why did you cut it?"

"It's too crowded. We needed a place to deal with it."

"What do you do?"

Karen almost cursed at the sudden interruption of her voice. in pure surprise

Raymond was looking out the window. Bowen breathed in as he watched Raymond standing right next to the carriage.

***

"Sir Raymond, what are you doing here?"

"I was going to ask for a seat because I saw a familiar carriage."

"As you can see, I've had a lot of luxury."

Raymond smiled like a fox and looked at the big luggage in the carriage. Karen smiled and looked at Bowen. Fortunately, he hardened his face and stood back as an ordinary servant.

"You've done a lot…."

"Right?"

"So what did you deal with?"

"Oh, Lord Raymond, I'm not asking you that."

Karen looked at his face with a smile. I don't expect Bowen to be able to do that. It's up to you. Naturally, Bowen fell out of the conversation.

"The problem of men and women can be a disgrace, but please don't go over it like that because it's a family problem. “

"I won't tell anyone, so could you share that terrible secret with me?"

Karen seemed to have a twitch in her smiling face. I wish you'd let me out of it now. Forever. I wish you'd been shot and shut up with Mrs. Dare.

"This is a secret. Nancy and Bowen had eye contact. Did you know?"

"I didn't know."

"And Nancy's disappearance this time was supposed to be in hiding to warm up. They ran away to disperse in a hurry.”

"That's very scary."

"Right?"

Bowen's face wiggled. But Karen continued the conversation without stopping. If you ask me to look at what I bought for nothing, I feel uncomfortable. I don't have a gun now. I'm not sure I'll succeed, if I may.

"What about you, Evans?"

"I tried to use the carriage because I thought Miss Evans' feet hurt so much. I just happened to see a familiar seal, so stop."

I remember Isela shaking Busan wearing too high heels. Karen felt a cold sweat when she saw Raymond wiggling. Now she's not just a suspicious woman talking nonsense, she's a murderer sitting in front of a knight with a body.

"I see."

"The festival is still in full swing. Are you going in already?"

"I'm on my way to dig up the scary truth.”

"murder, rape, robbery, theft, fraud, unauthorized eating?"

Karen answered seriously.

"It's not to that extent, it's a very scary story."

"What will happen?"

"The Secret of Birth."