The Traveling Hero Won’t Let the Innkeeper’s Son Escape

"... yes... yes... but, yes..."

Ruth opened her eyes because she felt she heard someone. The surroundings are dark and I don't even know where I stand. It was a place where I felt a little cold.

"... Yikes... na..."

I hear voices again.

"Over there, I guess..."

Ruth is more concerned about her voice than she is about her current location and walks out toward you. Moving on through the darkness for a while, my voice approached me step by step.

(... girl?

There was a girl with brown hair in a black dress sitting on the floor with her back to Ruth. You're looking for something, with your hands on the floor and your sad voice repeating 'no' frequently. Has he dropped even the important thing?

(That kid I think I saw somewhere... who is it?)

I thought I'd seen her somewhere, but soon I wouldn't know. Blurry consciousness was found difficult to put together thoughts. It is a rare phenomenon for Ruth to have confidence in her memory when it comes to women.

"What's going on?

Ruth speaks to the girl. There was no reason for Ruth not to speak up, even though the girl seemed to be in trouble.

The child's face turns Ruth. Bright white skin, purple eyes, a neat face, like a doll.

No, whatever I looked back at was a "doll”.

(Eh…………)

Without any part of a person or anything else, ceramic skin, glass balls eyes, muscles for opening and closing at the mouth, hands and feet are massively filled with cuts to represent that one by one was a separate part. I've called Wonok a doll-like face before, but I can tell this one is the perfect doll.

The long, tiny glass ball of eyelash eyes spun inward, staring at Ruth again.

Ruth took an unexpected step back.

"I don't... I don't..."

The girl with the doll's face walks to Ruth using the doll's hands and feet as well. Yota Yota and unreliable walking were like yarn dolls and creepy. It's going to collapse.

Ruth tries to escape by accident, but realizes her legs won't move.

"What, -!?

Fear rushed through the sight that looked down.

The body, which had moved as far as just now, had at some point sunk into a swampy place. Plus, there's tons of hands involved. It was all doll hands.

"What, what!? This, wow, wow."

The doll that grabs Ruth is not as pretty as the girl in front. Her hair fell out, her eyeballs disappeared, she lacked everywhere, and she made a creepy noise. The body is also smaller than the girl, than the human baby. That creepy balance makes me sick.

(to, I have to run, I have to run!

Ruth, who felt himself in danger, moved his legs desperately to shake them off, but his sticking hands just made a dull noise and wouldn't leave. On the contrary, it gradually climbs toward Ruth's face.

"No, don't!

The feel of my little finger touches my skin. Disgust rushes up like you've been crawled by countless bugs. But the body doesn't move like it was in gold bondage.

"Ugh, ah...!

When I'm desperate because I shake it off, the hard feeling hits the right side of my forehead.

Looking at you only, there was a girl's face floating up to the height of Ruth. The doll's face rotates the eyeballs to the side this time.

"Huh............!

The girl's body, which she thought was beautiful in the distance, was actually no different than the broken dolls crawling through Ruth's body, just hiding in a black dress. There are cracks everywhere, fingers fall out, and cracks in the glass eyes. It's like having a doll on the verge of disposal wear a beautiful dress.

"Hey - can I?

"... what? If it's something I can give you, fine. So let go of this hand..."

Ruth's desperate words unnaturally distorted the doll's mouth.

"It's because” would be nice. I want your brother's body clean. "

"!"

Try to force the candy, and the girl's left hand rests on Ruth's jaw. I try to lift it up with incredible force as it is.

"Ya, stop, go!

With her body grabbed by countless dolls, she can lift her chin up to the girl's doll. Moves as if you're trying to hold a head you don't want.

Even in a hurry to do something, Ruth's body was grabbed by countless dolls and couldn't move.

"Ugh..."

The moment the girl's right finger hits her neck - she feels like she has a crack in her neck. The pain spreads like tearing my skin, the blood erupts, and...

"-" - "

Ruth raised an unsound voice and jumped up on the spot.

Wipe the sweat flowing through your forehead and check your surroundings as you repeatedly breathe rough with Zeysay.

"Huh...... ah? Ah...... yes, usual, it's the living room........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

I realise that the surrounding scenery has become familiar, and I greet my chest with relief. There were no girl dolls around, no broken dolls to cling to. Apparently, the sight was as much a dream as it was earlier.

(Yum, glad it was a dream......)

I looked indoors where the light of the light-dropped lamp illuminated slightly.

The two of the sofas aren't awake because they didn't raise their voices. Rossa, who pinches the lamp and is on the opposite floor, stays asleep because nothing happened after a while, even though it's a good idea to keep watch. We didn't even do a wild boarding house, so we both cut our watches up early.

(After all, I don't like dolls like that)

I stroke my neck that was going to be in the doll's hand.

Ruth is not particularly afraid or vulnerable to threats. Because people who live in the back of the mountain cannot live if they fear the darkness.

But after finding a realistic flor doll that still seems to move, something strange happened to keep me standing in the inn, so maybe I'm spreading a little fear. That's probably why I dreamed about it.

"Haa... I hope you find your owner soon..." That? ………… What about the flor doll?

Turning his gaze to the flor doll Ruth was supposed to have put on the shelf, he didn't put anything there.

(Eh, you're lying, right?

I get up in a hurry not to wake everyone up, and I approach the shelf checking my surroundings.

"No..."

It still doesn't look like it's a mistake. The flor doll I was supposed to put away was gone.

(...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Or did someone move you after I went to bed?

While making various speculations, check the surroundings, but do not know where the missing doll is. The sweat erupted again.

Katan...

As Ruth was checking her surroundings as she turned blue, she heard things coming from outside the room. To Ruth with good ears, I found out that was ringing from the kitchen.

"... or I have to make sure"

I wonder if it's as the innkeeper who hears weird things in the kitchen at night and ignores them, or if it's just the noise that wakes the parents up. I had a scary dream. There's no way I can refute it. Then I'll have to go alone.

Ruth shook the Flor doll out of his head for a moment and headed to where he could hear the sound.

As you walk out of the living room and down the hallway, gently open the door that goes directly into the kitchen from the mother house. I peeked in my face and checked my surroundings, but it doesn't look like there's anyone in the kitchen.

The sound of things rings again. Ruth approached Orha as she laid her hands on it, realizing that was the sound behind the kitchen, coming from the food bin.

(The door is open………)

It should have been closed the last time I checked. Besides, the food vault is locked to prevent crime. Ruth went down the stairs leading to the half-ground food bin.

"Ah..."

On the floor in front of the door, the pricey locks there fell in Wang Du. The lock that connects the door to the column remains clean, as if it were normally unlocked from the outside.

(Did you unlock it with tools... considered a habitual offender)

Crime between residents rarely occurs in Hashi village. Combined with the nervous nature of the village chief, the migrating human being is one who has passed through his sharp gaze, so in a way there is a certain trust. Basically, the only people who commit crimes are those who come from outside. This thief must also be a thief who has worked evil externally.

"Orha, okay?

Open the thick door gently while asking Orha in the hand for confirmation.

Three-quarters of the food warehouses that contain raw meat from powder bags are cryogenic and otherwise enchanted freezing rooms. This was made for me by my neighbor Wonok with the kitchen after the inn was half-destructed before. They say it performs much better than anything else in the house.

The signs came from the freezing room in the back. Because the demon cube for freezing is gaining power by opening the door, so the area is slightly brighter.

Head to the freezing room behind you as you hide in a shelf lined with food. In the darkness, I could see myself behind a blue and white light.

(Long hair...... woman? Moreover, it is quite small……)

The person in front of the freezer had long hair and small hair. I am relieved that I am not a big man, but on the other hand I doubt that my body is slightly weak. I don't know the shape because I'm wearing black clothes, but the child - no, it looks like a baby's size.

(What's the meaning of this? Could it be a kind of subhuman?

While confused, Ruth approached and approached behind the thief.

It was the moment I lifted my hand to seize it all at once.

"-!"

“My neck turned" of the person who was fishing for food in the freezer.

The person who pointed this way without twisting his body only pointed his purple eyes like glass balls at Ruth.

"Phew - Flor doll!?

What was there was a flor doll disappearing in the living room. On the mouth of the doll of the girl in the beautiful dress, the black liquid creeps against the bet, and the mouth with the line moves up and down, sounding like a mess.

I felt insane about the way it looked because it was a beautiful doll with white skin. A girl with less than just as many bodies as a baby looks to be muddling the dead meat alive.

"Ki, who are you -!"

Ruth retreated and tried to take up the battle set-up - but earlier than that, the flor doll floats up and flies right in front of him. Ruth avoided reflexively and out of balance to move too early than expected.

Without worrying about Ruth's leaning body, the Flor doll hit his forehead.

"Ugh."

There is a doll's face close enough to bump his forehead, overlapping the sight in his dream that he was about to snap his neck.

At that time, the fear crept up.

"-"

But faster than Ruth raises his voice, a strong impact runs on his neck.

Even though it felt like a pinky finger, the attack forced Ruth's consciousness down into darkness.