Tomie's Unlimited Journey

"this……"

Goodman found it difficult to refute for a while, "This time it must be true. I will never bring the tea cup into the bedroom."

"Maybe it's true! Haven't you noticed? There are no cockroaches in this house. The cockroaches in my kitchen are big enough to knock someone down."

The woman who spoke was named Jenny. She was a housewife and had no job. She usually liked to listen to this kind of godly stuff.

"cockroach?"

"It seems true, we haven't seen our little cutie since we came in."

"You're right, this is really strange."

There are cockroaches in almost every house in the town. At one time, they were so arrogant that they climbed on the table to have dinner with them. No matter how much dose of cockroach medicine was used, they could not be killed. Some particularly large cockroaches were almost as big as adults.

It’s as big as an open hand! It even became a world wonder and made the news. Occasionally, some tourists who are curious will come here to experience the super giant cockroach.

Naturally, the residents hate them deeply, but since there is no way to eradicate them, they can only live with it.

"Speaking of cockroaches, after the Sun Festival this year, there seem to be more and more of them."

"Is there any? I don't think it's still the same number."

"Have you heard? A super-large cockroach was found at Jack's house, breaking the previous record at Mary's house. It is said to be half a meter long!"

"Oh my God! This is terrible!"

"Hey, hey, you didn't come to my house to discuss cockroaches, did you?"

Goodman said dissatisfiedly that he didn't care if there were cockroaches or not. What he wanted to see was mystery! Mysterious and noble vampires, powerful and wild werewolves, and eerie ghosts! Not cockroaches! This town dissatisfied him the most.

Cockroaches are everywhere! Cockroaches! Cockroaches! The word cockroach is on almost everyone’s lips!

"Oh, Goodman doesn't know the pain of having cockroaches in the house. I have to battle with them every day, not to mention the headaches."

Jenny smiled bitterly and shook her head, but judging from her expression, it seemed that having big cockroaches in the house was something worth showing off.

Crack, crackle.

The wood in the fireplace was burning slowly, which should have brought a touch of warmth to the room, but Goodman felt that the temperature seemed to be lower than before.

"Goodman, is there a draft in your house?"

Bilson asked as he pushed out his big belly. He took advantage of his thick fat and wore the least clothes. At this moment, he only felt cold all over.

"How can it be?!"

Goodman shook his head. Although this ancestral house was a bit old, it was quite solid. Not even wind or rain could seep in.

"I feel a little cold too..."

"It's really weird. Is there really something unclean here?"

Everyone looked back at the still burning wood, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"Hahaha, let me tell you! We must have encountered a real mysterious event this time!"

Goodman was so excited that he stood up and walked back and forth in the hall, but found nothing after going around.

Bang!

"what sound?"

"It's the sound coming from the kitchen...it seems..."

Before anyone else could react, Goodman rushed in first.

A ceramic bowl was broken on the kitchen floor. The strange thing is that I don't know how the bowl got away from the cupboard and ended up on the floor near the door.

Goodman knelt down and picked up a fragment and looked at it. It was as rough as a crack, and there was no change in weight.

"It doesn't seem to be any different..."

Goodman only felt that the kitchen was much quieter than usual, but he couldn't say that there was anything special about it. The wind outside the window was blowing, and for some reason it sounded a bit like the intentional sound of a human being. He stared at it with burning eyes.

Looking around, he was not prepared to let go of any clues.

Bang!

The door behind you is closed!

The sudden turn of events startled him.

Without the illumination of the hall lights, the place instantly became pitch black, with only the faint moonlight in front of the window illuminating a small area of ​​the world.

Jam.

There was a heartbreaking crunching sound from the shadow of the cupboard.

"Who! Who's there!" Goodman stood up with his eyes widened, reaching for the light switch, but at this moment! A bone-chilling touch was transmitted to his fingertips!

Goodman quickly looked back, but there was nothing in front of the switch.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

I pressed the switch several times in succession, but the light did not come on.

He wiped away the cold sweat, which made him feel a little scared, but he felt an unprecedented sense of fulfillment.

There's something here! There's definitely something in this kitchen!

He opened his mouth and let out a strange laugh, then rushed towards the shadow of the cupboard, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the target!

Cold and stiff, rough skin.

Goodman tugged hard and pulled it directly into the moonlight. Through the faint moonlight, he could see the uninvited guest clearly.

"Jenny?!"

The person he pulled out was Jenny, who had just been talking about cockroaches, but she seemed to be dead at this moment.

Her eyes were so wide that they almost popped out of their sockets, her skin was purple, and her body was stiff. She had obviously been dead for a while, and there were no obvious wounds on her body.

"this……"

Goodman grabbed his hair. He felt a little confused. Wasn't Jenny still fine before he entered the kitchen? Why did she become a corpse in the blink of an eye? Was he dreaming or hallucinating?

Goodman put down the body and set his sights on the closed door. As long as he opened it, he should have the answer.

Bang! He slammed into the closed door. At this moment, his five senses were more sensitive than ever before, and his muscles were stretched to the limit!

After several collisions, he finally knocked the door open.

Pitch black.

Same as the kitchen.

The living room was also dark.

No one can be seen.

It seemed as if the party just now was just an illusion.

"wrong!"

Goodman kicked over the long banquet table, and with a bang, the whole world changed again.

The light and warmth returned to me again.

"Why have you been gone for so long? Is there something in the kitchen? It can't be cockroaches."

Bilson, who was closest to him, asked strangely.

"Bilson...Where are Jenny and Robert?"

Only six of the eight people at the party were left, and Jenny's body was missing from the kitchen behind him.

"Jenny Robert?"

Bilson gave him a strange look, "They didn't come at all. Are you stupid?"

"not coming?"

Goodman touched his chin and suddenly felt reassured. He was now much calmer than he thought. Faced with the mysterious death of his friend, his heart was completely calm...

"Come with me. There is already something wrong with this house. It may be dangerous if you continue to stay."

Goodman took out a key from his pocket and said, "Let's go to the basement. Haven't you always wanted to see my collection? I'll let you see as much as you want today, but only if we survive."

"Haha, your joke is not funny at all."

"Really? Can I see your collection?"

"Then you should have a good experience."

The six of them came to the basement door together and followed him into the darkness.

After they left the living room, a large cockroach climbed to the outside window. It banged the glass hard, seeming to want to get into the house.

Bang!!

The cockroach, which was as big as a human head, suddenly turned into a ball of meat patties, and was squeezed tightly onto the glass, making it look like a flat meat patty.