Fabricating Weird Myths, Starting From American Comics

The bus is coming.

This dilapidated bus is the only means of transportation to Innsmouth.

"Maybe I should drive over?"

Natasha Romanoff quickly gave up on the idea.

According to the grocery store owner, Innsmouth is very resistant to outsiders.

Driving there would be too big a target.

"Let's take the bus." Natasha Romanoff picked it up and saluted as she had already arranged it.

There was still an hour before the bus departed, so Natasha Romanoff decided to observe for a while.

After the bus stopped, the door was quickly opened.

The driver also jumped out of the car.

He was a little short, like a hunchback.

The torso is strong, but the limbs are very slender. The slender legs support the body like a blob and move slowly.

It seems very worrying that the legs will not be able to bear the weight of the torso.

Break in the next second.

He has exaggerated hands and feet compared to their slender limbs.

As wide as a cattail fan.

The eyes are protruding, the head is tilted forward, and a thick layer of wrinkles has accumulated on both sides of the cheeks.

There was a disturbing aura all over his body, and the small round hat on his head looked a little funny.

Soon, several more passengers got off the bus, just like the driver.

They all look roughly the same, just fatter or thinner, taller or shorter.

Natasha Romanoff glanced at the driver: "I finally understand why people in Innsmouth are so unpopular.

It seems the people of Innsmouth are plagued by a genetic disorder. "

This is not uncommon. In Africa, there are many tribes that marry close relatives, and various rare and strange diseases appear.

For example, there is a tribe called the Lobster Tribe (a contemptuous name for the colonists). They are born with only two toes on their feet.

They look like lobster claws.

"Maybe the Innsmouth people are in a similar situation." Natasha Romanoff thought.

Those Innsmouth people who got off the bus did not go far; they were active in the town.

It was obvious that the people in the town disliked the Innsmouth people very much.

But they don't refuse to do business with them.

Soon the Innsmouth men were back in the car.

It's almost five o'clock.

Natasha Romanoff wrapped gauze around her face and walked to the bus with her suitcase.

Natasha Romanoff's hand was in her pocket. Inside was a small pistol.

The insurance is on.

The atmosphere in the car was suddenly strange, and the eyes of these Innsmouth people were bulging.

Pupils are cloudy and yellowish.

The folds of the cheeks have a strange odor.

There is a coin box placed at the bus door.

The writing on it has been blurred, but it is vaguely identifiable.

Innsmouth $5 inscription.

There appear to be other locations behind Innsmouth.

But it's already blurry.

Natasha Romanoff put down her suitcase and quickly stuffed coins into it.

Quickly walked to the back seat of the car.

From beginning to end, Natasha Romanoff did not let go of the gun in her hand.

In this weird atmosphere, only the gun in her hand can give her some sense of security.

There was an indescribable sound coming from the driver's mouth, vague and vague, like the sound of some kind of animal.

If you listen carefully, you can confirm that he is speaking English.

It was as if his vocal chords were out of control.

"The car is about to drive out, please fasten your seat belt." The driver started the car.

The engine made a series of roars.

It sounded like a dying man, expelling his last breath from his chest.

The car started to move unsteadily.

No Innsmouth did anything different with the arrival of Natasha Romanoff.

Time passed by, and the bus had already left the town.

The wind from the seaside carries a faint salty smell.

The desolate road is lined with trees and grass that have not been cared for for a long time.

The sun sets in the west, and the reddish sunlight shines on it.

Like a fierce burning flame.

Natasha Romanoff admired the sunset, but her heart settled down.

It was as if there was an old friend waiting for her in that weird Innsmouth.

"Cthulhu." Natasha Romanoff muttered in a low voice. She had no idea why she heard this name.

The body can then calm down.

As it was getting dark, we finally arrived at Innsmouth.

"At this time, are there any cities where there is no light after dark?"

The remote fishing village of Innsmouth is more deserted than Natasha Romanoff imagined.

On both sides of the street, you can even see houses that have collapsed due to lack of maintenance for a long time.

There were no children in sight, it was a lifeless village.

Natasha Romanoff followed the members on the car and walked off the bus.

In her hand, she held the contact information the store owner had given Natasha Romanoff.

Natasha Romanoff looked at the only store with lights on on the street and walked quickly over.

Suddenly, Natasha Romanoff thought she saw something.

It was in front of a church where the cross had been removed.

In its place was a blasphemous and twisted image of the god.

In the dimness, Natasha Romanoff couldn't see what it was.

The church door opened, and people in black robes walked out one by one.

Finally there is a man with an odd decoration.

The black robe was supported on the ground, and the body under the black robe was bloated and fat. To Natasha Romanoff, it felt like a fat slug was moving slowly in a black robe.

Long strips hang down from the triple crown on the head, decorated with various gorgeous and eccentric ornaments.

There is a hint of weirdness and horror in the exquisiteness.

Natasha Romanoff turned around and didn't look again. She always remembered the advice the shop owner gave her.

The church in Innsmouth was extremely dangerous.

She definitely wanted to go, but not now.

Natasha Romanoff isn't ready yet.

In the dim light, Natasha Romanoff didn't notice.

Wherever the bloated body moved, a long trail of mucus was left behind.

Materials left behind by some marine organisms such as moray eels.

The viscous translucent body exudes a strange shimmer.

…

Captain America lay on the bed, listening to the information relayed to him by the recorders.

The most precious of these are the words of advice left by Natasha Romanoff.

"Based on what Natasha Romanoff said, we speculate that Natasha Romanoff should have said this sentence before escaping from Freddy's hands.

You can also try it when you are in danger.

If this can be confirmed, we may have a way to deal with Freddy. "

Captain America nodded and repeated it after the recorder: "

In the eternal mansion of R'lyeh, Cthulhu awaits you in your dreams. "

"Very well, Captain, are you ready?"

Captain America nodded: "Yes, we can start."

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