The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Creak, creak.

The rusty swing swayed, and Nancy opened her eyes and saw the grassy garden, "Why did you fall asleep here?" She let go of her hand and jumped off the swing.

The dark red rust was imprinted on the palm of my hand, and I couldn't rub it off. The sky was gloomy, the room was dimly lit, and my stomach was rumbling, "Mary, I'm hungry."

Boom boom boom!

There was a dull hacking sound from the kitchen, but no one answered.

"Can't you hear me?" Nancy muttered in a low voice, and Nancy approached the kitchen to increase the volume, "Dinner isn't ready yet? I'm hungry!"

Boom!

After a while, a sharp voice came from the kitchen, "Miss Nancy's meat is stewing in the pot, wait a moment."

"Meat? As I said, I only eat vegetable salad for dinner, otherwise I won't be able to wear the new dress!" A trace of displeasure flashed across Nancy's face, and Nancy took a few steps quickly.

"Mary, are you listening to me?" She frowned, the smell of blood in the kitchen was disgusting.

"That's not okay, Miss Nancy, look how thin you are, you should eat more."

The cook named Mary slowly turned her chubby body, revealing a face that was extremely strange to Nancy.

On the bulging face there was only a big mouth that reached to the ears, with blood-red meat foam mixed between the sharp teeth, and the scarlet tongue swept away the minced meat between the teeth.

She pulled up half of her thigh that was placed on the chopping board, with a sincere smile on her face, "Look, you are so skinny, you can't even shave much meat off your leg."

Great fear clenched Nancy's heart, her eyes widened, and she saw clearly the half head floating in the iron pot.

It was half of her own boiled face.

"ah!"

There was a scream in her mouth, and Nancy jumped up from the bed in the next second. Panting heavily, she randomly grabbed the cup on the table and drank it clean.

It was dark outside the window, and the room was silent.

"It turned out to be a dream, and I had a nightmare again." Rubbing her forehead irritably, she recalled her recent experience.

When did it start?

By the way, that weird ceremony, father's competition for a seat in the House of Commons, was extremely important to him, and for this reason Nancy went to church to pray for the first time. I even found a weird ritual of blessing from the book.

With the idea of ​​giving it a try, she completed this weird ritual, and it seems that from then on, weird nightmares began to affect her spirit.

The sleep is getting worse and worse, and the spirit is getting weaker and weaker. There are always terrible monsters approaching her in her sleep.

"I can't sleep anymore." Shaking her drowsy head, Nancy encouraged herself. She lit the bedside lamp, sighed, lay down on her side, and looked out at the street through the gap in the curtains.

But at this moment, Nancy suddenly felt the goose down mattress sink slightly behind her, as if something had climbed onto her bed.

The quilt behind her was lifted, and a cold thing slowly approached her body.

Her body trembled, and she was surrounded by boundless fear. She knew that something unknown behind her was approaching her body bit by bit.

She wanted to jump out of bed with a yell, but overwhelmed by fear, Nancy found that there was nothing she could do.

A slightly cool palm slid across her waist, rough arms encircled her whole body, and a sharp voice came from beside her ear, "Is my blood delicious?"

"What?!"

After the great fear passed, Nancy suddenly noticed the disgusting smell of blood in her mouth. The next second, she desperately broke free from the control of fear and jumped off the bed.

"where do you want to go?"

The terrible force pulled her hair and dragged her to the bottom of the wall and bed.

Struggling desperately, Nancy saw the familiar big face and a blood-red eyeball squeezed out of the bloody mouth.

"Nancy, Nancy!"

The body shook violently, the sky spun, and the light reappeared. The girl opened her eyes and saw the concerned eyes of her friend. The room was in a mess, and the wooden bed was lifted, but she didn't even dare to look down.

"It's okay, we're with you."

After an unknown amount of time, Nancy finally came to her senses in a daze. The friends in the room were still asking with concern. She mechanically opened her mouth to answer every question, but she didn't know what she said at all.

Shrinking her body tiredly, she turned her head slightly and saw half of the face reflected in the vanity mirror.

"How long has it been since I had a good rest? I look like a dead man in the mirror."

Sighing self-deprecatingly, she was about to get up and change her posture, but at this moment, because of the shift of her position, Nan Xi saw her whole picture clearly.

On the top of her head, blood-red eyeballs stared, and her mouth opened, swallowing her skull bit by bit.

Before she could make any noise, her eyes went dark, and Nancy completely lost consciousness.

…………

Although it was not too far from Nancy's residence, Sigmund still chose to drive the carriage.

"Does your friend have any grudges with anyone?"

"Nancy is kind and even a little too timid compared to her background. She doesn't have many friends and doesn't like to socialize in high society." Rebecca replied.

"But her father, Mr. Thompson, had a hard time not making enemies because of his work."

"When did you start noticing her mental problems?" Sigmund then asked.

"Just yesterday, because I hadn't seen her for a long time, I asked other friends and found out that she hadn't gone out at home. After visiting her home, I found that she was in a bad state of mind, so I asked you to help prepare it when I came back that night. Perfume."

"I thought it was just normal psychological anxiety. If you didn't happen to put on the perfume this morning, I might have to wait a few more days before visiting her."

This could be considered a coincidence, and Sigmund didn't know what to say. If the Duke hadn't asked him to come back to rest, this incident might not have happened.

The journey was not too far, and when we arrived at the destination, the sun had set and the sky had just darkened.

Dangdang.

Jumping out of the carriage, Rebecca stood at the door and shook the doorbell. After a long time, footsteps came. When the door opened, a beautiful girl with brown braids appeared in front of everyone.

Her face was pale but her eyes were still bright, and she was obviously taken aback when she saw Sigmund and others.

"Nancy, why did you come to open the door yourself?" Rebecca looked puzzled.

"The cook and housekeeper are busy." The girl named Nancy smiled.

"How is your body? I have invited a friend. He may be able to help you with what happened to you." Turning to Li, Becca introduced Sigmund to Nancy.

Ashley had met her in the morning.

"Come in, we're preparing dinner, let's go together if you don't mind." Apart from looking haggard, Nancy didn't seem to have any anxiety tormented by nightmares at this time.

"You..." Rebecca hesitated to speak, at this time Nancy looked a little good and abnormal.

"What are you doing standing at the door? Come in!"

In the room, Nancy waved enthusiastically.

"Okay." Rebecca hesitated for a moment before stepping in.