The heart is beating [Fifth Personality]

Jack hugged me tightly and didn't let go, and I didn't give any response when I was wrapped in his arms.

After I gave up on myself and said the truth, there was still a long silence...

I was buried in Jack's cold and hard arms, and there was darkness in front of me.

In the distance, there was a "hoarse" cry of a crow, as if it wanted to break the silent confrontation between me and Jack.

It was Jack who moved first.

I couldn't see it, but it seemed like he lowered his head, and then dropped a light kiss on top of my head through the mask.

Then, Jack let go of me. He bent down slightly, moved his hands up and down at the same time, and quickly hugged me horizontally.

I only saw all the scenes in front of me suddenly appear within a second, and then rotate rapidly and become distorted.

My feet were off the ground, my body was weightless, and I was embraced by him with such an intimate princess.

The huge sharp scissors still pointed upwards to the sky, and the cold blade was still very close to my thigh.

The only difference from the previous two times is that I now have a lot of bandages on my legs, which slightly insulates some sharp edges.

Of course, this is just psychological comfort. If his blade accidentally scratches me, he can still easily leave a wound on my body.

This is the third time he has hugged me in this position, but I still feel uncomfortable.

I looked at him in disbelief, completely confused about what he wanted to do, and asked anxiously, "What are you doing!?"

But Jack acted as if he couldn't hear me at all. He turned his head and looked around the environment on the left and right, as if he was searching to confirm something.

After confirming the destination, Jack raised his leg and turned around, holding me in his arms and striding towards a certain direction.

I was a little nervous, Jack's reaction was too abnormal, where is he going to carry me without saying a word?

I began to struggle slightly in his arms——

After all, I have seen the power of scissorhands more than once. If I move too much, I am afraid that I will kill myself and hurt myself before he intends to do anything to me.

"Where are you taking me?" I repeated aloud.

Jack still ignored me, he didn't even give me a look, it's not like him!

After I said those words, I don't believe he is not angry at all!

Why does he still hug me like this? He should have hacked me to death with a knife, or found a chair to tie me to it, and watched me go directly to the sky like Miss Gardener to vent my anger!

I looked at the mask on Jack's face. His silence made me feel uncertain. I continued to shout: "Speak up! Where are you going to take me? Even if you want to torture me , even if you still want to—”

"Shut up!" Jack probably was annoyed that I kept making noises in his ear, and kept saying something against him, so he yelled impatiently.

However, during the whole process, he still didn't look down at me at all. He put all his eyes on the dark distance, as if there was something extremely important somewhere.

I was a little inexplicably aggrieved by his scolding, bit my lip, and didn't dare to speak again.

Judging by his appearance, he is determined not to tell me where he is going to carry me, no matter how much he asks, it is useless.

I turned my head fiercely and began to observe the surrounding environment.

Jack carried me and walked a lot, but I was so useless that I couldn't tell where the places I passed were.

I looked at it for a long time and couldn't see where we were in the southeast and northwest, and I didn't know where Jack wanted to take me.

I started guessing wildly in my mind.

He shouldn't be looking for a chair to put me on, because he has passed several chairs while holding me on the way.

He probably didn't want to take me back to the basement, after all, the red church is still very big and conspicuous. If it is the destination, I think I can barely recognize it.

If this is not where he is going, is it...

I turned my head and asked tentatively in a low voice, "Are you... going to find Mr. Freddie Riley?"

Silence, still silence...

Jack is ignoring me at all!

I let out a sigh of relief.

Forget it, no matter where Jack wants to take me to do the same, anyway, judging from the current situation, unless something unexpected happens, I will never have a chance.

I close my eyes, I don't want to think about these things again.

However, just when I thought Jack would stop paying attention to me, he stopped holding me, and I heard his cold voice sounding above my head.

But I don't know why, I think his tone is a little annoyed and helpless, as if he was forced by someone, unwillingly.

"Don't you want to decipher the cipher machine? I'll take you there."