Chapter 44 Chapter Forty-Four

John lay on the bed, curled up to one side, staring into the darkness.The room he was assigned was like any other in the fraternity mansion, luxurious but featureless, without joy or pathos. Never knowing that corner, he heard the bell ringing, once, twice, three times... He kept counting silently until the low, rhythmic syllable hit the sixth time.He rolled over on his back, thinking that another six hours would be a brand new day.After midnight, it's not Tuesday anymore, it's Wednesday. Think back to every year, every month, every week and even every day in your life, every moment you have, only because you have experienced it, you can truly spend it.

Time is unique, or autocratic.Don't know how people, no, vampires switch this endless time into something they think they can control. It's so ridiculous, you can't control anything in your life. God, if only there was a way to do it, or at least change something.How amazing it would be if he could hit the rewind button and rehash the horror story of the previous day.In that case, he wouldn't be as cranky as he is now. He grumbled and rolled over again, the pain was incomparable, worse than the worst ever. Desperation was like an illness, affecting his whole body. Although the weather was not cold at all, he kept shivering;It never occurred to him that depression could bring such suffering.But that was the way it was, and he knew he was going to be sick for a while.

God, he should have gone out with Wells instead of staying home and learning tactics.If he had been in the car at that time, maybe he could have saved her... Maybe, he would have died along with him? Well, that's better than the current situation, too.Even if there is nothing after death, like a coma, it is definitely better than now. Wells...just left.Her body was reduced to ashes.From what he overheard, Wei Xiaosi burned the body on the spot with his right hand, taking away the ashes left behind.In any case, there will be a formal funeral, but no one can officiate without Tormont present.

And Tormont was gone.Gone, maybe dead?It was almost dawn since he left... In fact, this was the point, maybe he deliberately ran into the sun so that he could go on the road with Wells' soul. Gone, all gone... everything seemed to be gone from him. And Sharel... now also in the hands of the Second Man, taken before he could get to know her better.Sadist wanted to rescue her, but who knew what would happen? Wells' face, the long reddish-brown hair, and the slightly protruding belly appeared in John's mind.I could vaguely see Tormont's cropped head, navy blue eyes, and broad shoulders under the black leather coat.Recalling the ancient language Shalei chanted, the golden bangs covering her forehead, and her slender and beautiful fingers flipping the pages of the book.

The feeling of wanting to cry rose again, John sat up quickly and suppressed the tears.He no longer needs to cry.He won't weep for anyone anymore.Tears are really nothing but a useless weakness not worthy of the memory of them. Strength is the tribute to them.Strength is his hymn, vengeance will be his prayer upon their graves. Thinking of this, John turned over from the bed, began to put on his clothes after taking a shower, put on the Nike shoes bought by Wells on his feet, and ran downstairs after a while, passing through the secret door leading to the underground passage.He walked quickly in the maze made of steel, staring straight ahead, swinging his arms firmly and quickly like a warrior.

He walked out from behind the closet and came to Tormont's office, only to find that the messy office had been cleaned up.The desk was back where it was supposed to be, and the ugly green chair behind it.Papers, pens, files, and other things are organized and stacked.Even the computers and phones that had been smashed to pieces the night before were back where they should be.Must have been replaced with a new one... Everything was in order, and the spotless scene seemed to have successfully deceived his heart. He went to the gym and turned on the lights on the ceiling.Due to various emergencies, there is no class today.He wondered if all the training would be terminated if Tormont disappeared.

John ran across the mat and entered the equipment room. His shoes stepped on the solid blue mat surface, and he took out two daggers from the knives cabinet and a sword sheath suitable for him.Insert the weapon, and then walk to the middle of the gym. As Tormont had taught him, he bowed his head. He covered the hilt with his palm and began to practice, venting his anger at the enemy, imagining that the second person he wanted to kill was right in front of him. Ferry walked into the theater and took a seat in the back row.The theater was overcrowded, full of young couples and groups of boys, whispering one after another.He carefully distinguished the sounds: louder laughter, the sound of candy wrappers being peeled, and the sound of chewing in his mouth.

The movie started, the lights in the room dimmed, and everyone started screaming along with the plot. The second person approached, smelling the cloying sweetness in the air, he immediately noticed it.Even the popcorn from the couple next door and the girl's perfume can't hide it. A mobile phone suddenly appeared in front of him: "Hold it, put it to your ear." Ferry did as he heard a heavy gasp from the microphone. The audience in the theater was yelling, "Go to hell, Janet, do it!" The second person's voice came from the right back: "Tell her that you have no objections and that you willingly come with me. Promise her that because you will be obedient, she can continue to live. In English, let me Understood."

Ferry repeated to the phone as he was told, and the words that came out of his mouth seemed strange, and the only thing he could hear was that the girl began to sob softly. The second person took back the phone and ordered, "Put this on now." A pair of iron handcuffs fell on Ferry's thighs, and he cuffed his hands and waited. "Did you see that exit on the right? Let's go there. You go out first, there's a truck waiting outside, and you sit on the passenger side. I'll follow you, and I'll keep the phone with me. If you dare to play tricks, Or show me any of your fraternities and I'll kill her. And, just to be clear, she's got a knife at her throat right now, without hesitation. Got it?"

Ferry nodded. "Now stand up and get out." Ferry stood up and walked towards the door.Walking along the way, he suddenly found that he still had extravagant hopes, hoping to survive this battle.He has a very high level of weapon control, and he has hidden several weapons in hidden places on his body.But this second person was also very smart, he only followed behind him, and threatened him with the life of the commoner vampire woman. Ferry kicked open the side door of the theatre. He had no doubts that he was going to die tonight. Sadist tried his best to wake up, and finally caught a sliver of reason in the haze of the drug.With a groan, he braced himself and crawled from the marble floor of the bathroom to the carpet in the bedroom.Pushed all the way across the rug, straightened my legs, and reached the door, barely finding the willpower to open it.

When he came to the corridor with the sculptures, he immediately wanted to shout.At first only a vague low cry came from his mouth, but then he roared out, roar after roar. The sound of heavy running footsteps made him feel relieved in a daze. Reese and Ricky jumped on him and turned him over.He interrupted their questioning, and gave intermittent explanations: "Ferry... is gone, Ferry... is gone." His stomach was still churning, so he half turned around and vomited.The vomiting made him feel better, and his mind cleared up. "We must find him..." Reese and Ricky were still asking and talking so fast that Sardiste thought they might be the cause of the ringing in his ears.If not, his head is about to explode. He looked away from the rug, the world was spinning, and he thanked God because the dose of morphine had been adjusted for Bella's weight, so he was just groggy. There was a squirm in his stomach, and he vomited it out again, all over the place.Damn... he'd never been able to handle the opium rush. More footsteps came from the corridor. Someone wiped his mouth with a wet towel. It was Fritz.As his stomach started cramping again, another wastebasket was placed in front of him. "Thank you," he said, throwing up again. With each breath, his brain was further restored, along with his body.He stuffed two fingers down his throat and continued vomiting.The quicker he could get the remaining drug out of his body, the quicker he would be able to catch Ferry. That heroic bastard... God, he's really going to kill his twin brother this time.Ferry should be the one who survived. But where was he taken?How can we find him?That movie theater is just the first stop, they won't stay there for long at all. Sadist began to retch, his stomach was empty.What was churning in his stomach was already something other than medicine.The danger of his twin brother made every inch of his body vigilant as if he was under attack. Footsteps sounded in the corridor again, and Weixiaos received an emergency call from civilians. The family of six was surrounded by a group of secondary people and trapped in their own home. Sadist lifted his head, flexed his limbs, and stood up.He used his firm will to drive every bit of hope for salvation.After spitting out more of the drug, he was able to concentrate and clear his head, which was more effective than gulping. "I'm going to save Ferry," he said to the other brothers, "you go and deal with this." After a brief hesitation, Reese said, "That's it."