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A somewhat childish voice came from beneath the hood.
"Here."
The vendor cheerfully pulled out something and said, "Who did you come with? Remember to pay, okay?"
The childish voice spoke again from under the hood.
"I came with my sister."
The vendor paused, then looked around, not seeing anyone else near the little girl.
"Did you get lost? Do you want me to help you find her?"
The girl's voice came again from beneath the hood.
"No, she's right here!"
As she spoke, the girl slowly removed the hood. When the vendor saw her face, he suddenly shouted in shock.
"What the hell, a monster!"
After the hood was taken off, the girl revealed two faces on her head—one was innocent and childlike, while the other was a pale, haunting visage.
In the vendor's terrified gaze, the little girl slowly reached out her hand. At that moment, the other pale face reacted; its deep, dark eyes opened wide, and the vendor's gaze became vacant.
The amusement park was crowded. When people heard the vendor's earlier shout but saw no follow-up actions, they assumed it wasn't a big deal and paid no attention.
"Uncle, I want cotton candy," she said as she reached out her hand again. The vendor's eyes were glazed over, his expression hollow.
He slowly nodded, a strange smile creeping onto his face. Then he threw the cotton candy on the ground and reached for his own neck.
Suddenly, a sound of flesh and bone tearing filled the air. As everyone turned their attention to the vendor, they saw him remove his own head from his neck.
Blood poured from the severed neck as the headless corpse continued to extend its severed head toward the little girl.
"There's a dead person!"
Ah!
In an instant, those who noticed this scene were struck with fear. The crowd quickly gathered around, and when they saw the gruesome sight of the headless corpse, panic ensued. They then caught sight of the girl clutching the severed head, and chaos erupted as people began to flee in all directions.
"Big sister, why are they running away? Do they hate us too? Do they want me to die?" The girl held the bloodied head of the vendor, her voice trembling with innocence.
Suddenly, another face appeared on the girl's visage, and a raspy voice filled with resentment spoke up. "They are all bad people. Kill them! They don't deserve to live!"
The little girl stopped crying and looked at the fleeing pedestrians. A smile spread across her face as she said, "Good, everyone should listen to big sister."
As she spoke, her small hands slowly opened, and the surrounding space began to distort slightly. Soon after, a formation of five blood-red lines coalesced into a magic circle.
A roar erupted without warning, and those who heard it felt as if they had plunged into a frigid abyss, their bodies trembling instinctively.
Amidst the terrified and bewildered gazes of the crowd, five massive beasts emerged from within the magic circle. They resembled dogs but were hundreds of times larger in size, with sharp claws and teeth and crimson slit-like eyes.
These were Hellhounds, messengers from the depths of hell. Their necks were bound by chains that seemed forged from blood, tethered to the little girl's hand on the other end.
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