BLOODY LOVE'S
Episode 98's

There are dead bodies.

Nolan almost vomited when he saw the bulging bodies. He felt he recognized one of them. Although the shape has changed a lot, Nolan still remembers the boy. One of the servants at Argent's house. The young man who delivered her change of clothes. Jacks.

What the fuck is this really? Nolan pressed his hands against his mouth, preventing him from making a scream. Hot eyes. Throat's choking. He wanted to vomit, scream, and cry at the same time.

Now it is deep in the protected forest. In front of him were many corpses.

The bodies were stretched out on the ground, forming a certain formation. Then three men in the forest lit a black candle. The three of them spread their hands towards the sky, then clamored compactly in a strange language. The longer the harder. Getting faster and harder. The clap lasted for nearly fifteen minutes, until they almost screamed. Nolan wondered why he had never heard the echo of this kind of scream.

After looking around again, Nolan realized that the cause must be the trees that grow docked around him. The leaves and trunk of the tree prevent the sound from reaching the outside.

Along with the shriek that seemed to be a long screech, the dead bodies scattered on the ground were now twitching, like living hearts. Then everything crept up like caterpillars gathering towards the midpoint, and melted away.

Really lumer.

Nolan looked at it like chocolate melted from the heat. He held his breath. A cold wind infiltrated through the threads of clothing, making him shiver.

The bulging, twitching bodies were now popping into one, forming large tall clumps that were black and spreading a strange charred smell. It smelled like the smell of smoke arising after extinguishing the flame on the candle.

That was the birth of the Black Ghost that Nolan has seen lately. The girl swallowed. His legs were shaking and his knees were limp. His back was like being watered with ice water. Heartburn ambushed him in a strong entanglement.

He saw, from all over the body of the disgusting black figure that rose staggered, out white smoke that was winding. Black Ghost is like yawning, but in the moment that holds its form becomes more real.

Now Nolan realized where the strange fog that always enveloped Bjork in the south. The people in front of him are the mastermind. The Making of the Black Ghost.

That realization made Nolan feel extremely angry. His heart was beating in horror, but his head was hot. His trembling hand reached behind his back, touching the handle of the kitchen knife he had tucked there.

Before he left, he took a weapon. A large knife wrapped in newspaper so as not to injure the skin of his back.

But opening the newspaper that coated the knife was not easy. The sound of rubbing paper made a loud noise in the desolate forest.

Nolan stopped moving in shock at the sound he made himself. The mood suddenly became very quiet. The temperature dropped until Nolan felt his fingertips freeze. His whole body was stiff. His back was stung by a tremendous chill, and his legs seemed to turn gelatinous. The rotten hot air hit his nape, making Nolan's neck rotate automatically.

The creature was already beside him.

The hump-eyed, melted-faced ghost. His skin burst out like boiling porridge, emitting a milky white smoke that smelled of burning fat. The creature's mouth is composed only of sparse-toothed howls. Nolan's entire body shook uncontrollably. He can't move. All he could hear in his ears was the sound of his own heartbeat pounding. Nolan opened his mouth to shout, but all that came out was a suffocating sound.

Just as the hand of the Black Ghost moved was about to grip, there was a fierce explosive sound. The sound of fireworks exploding. Somehow, the sound made the creature in front of him slam back.

Then Nolan felt his hand being jerked violently to the side until Nolan staggered and fell.

Shoulder hurts. His hand joint hurts. And his lungs are burning. Nolan was dragged roughly across the forest in a tripping state. The girl was just about to scream when she realized that she was being pulled away from her hiding place just now.

Something again ambushed him in horror, making Nolan's head as if pulled back. Things he later regretted because he saw it.

That ghost.

That demon.

That creature.

That monster.

Or whatever the name, it's chasing from behind. Now not with two legs and a body bent as he had seen, but using his knees and elbows, running fast like a dog chasing a prey. Nolan shrieked a horrified scream, and lost all his strength. He fell limp.

The person pulling him stopped, looked back, and stuck his hand forward, past Nolan's head.

The sound of fireworks was heard again, deafening.

No. gabe. Not fireworks.

Now Nolan knows it. That's the gun sound.

He raised his face, looking at the shooter standing next to him. His face gawked in shock when he recognized who the person who had been gnawing at him had been running.

That's Marco.

The old man shot again. His face was as calm and cold as ever, as if all he faced was a brash child in a haystack.

"Rise now! Or I'll shoot you in the head and hand it over to the monster!" marco's orders as soon as they look.

Nolan tried to get up, but his body would not obey. He fell limp to the ground.

Marco clucked, but was quite horrified to see that the black monster that was chasing them was unable to die. The creature was precisely creeping on the ground in a very disgusting manner, giving rise to a sliding sound.

Seeing the unfortunate circumstances, Marco immediately knelt beside Nolan, then did the same thing Jose had done. He held the girl on his back, and took Nolan running away from the forest.

Nolan didn't even have time to think about how a man as old as Marco could hold someone else and run down the rugged terrain. What was on his mind right now was only one thing. He doesn't want to die. He does not want to be arrested.

Nolan could hear the footsteps of the creature behind him. Then something cold grabbed her by the collar. Nolan pulled back. It screamed. Marco swears.

Then, everything went dark.