The fifth personality, the nightmare starts with a dual identity

Marta's heart was filled with guilt and she stopped hiding it.

"Yes, many of the ideas came from them before, and they were indeed useful."

Mary was not stupid and figured everything out in an instant.

An almost desperate smile appeared on his face.

I avoided the scumbag and the suffering, but in the end I fell down emotionally.

Marta was even more sad, "I underestimated their ambition, but my feelings for you are true."

"Mary, come with me. I promise to protect you for the rest of my life and no one will hurt you again..."

Mary's eyes gradually became firm and she gathered all her emotions.

He paused for a moment and said, "No, we're done."

Although Marta had guessed the result, hearing Mary say these words was like a bolt from the blue...

There was more pleading on his face, "I know what I did was wrong, but I really love you."

"Even if you are disappointed in me, you should leave here first."

"If they find out that you are still alive, they will never let you go."

He tried to do something, but his outstretched hand retracted.

Mary's attitude said it all.

"I will find a way to get back what I lost, Marta. I don't blame you for hiding all this from me, but I can't let go of Anna's death easily."

Ignoring Marta's reaction, Mary turned and left.

Marta felt as if a big piece was missing from her heart. Looking at Mary's leaving figure, she knelt down on the ground helplessly.

Naib shattered her pride, and reality took away her self-confidence.

When her lover left, Marta completely let go of her pretense of being strong.

Night has fallen, but dark clouds have gathered in the sky.

The entire territory became dark, and even the previously brightly lit manor had no lights.

Only Naib and a few people could not light up the entire manor with scattered candles.

In the past, even if faced with difficulties, common people would feel envious and feel at ease when looking at the manor late at night.

But tonight, regardless of whether they participated in last night's riot, everyone huddled in their rooms, looking forward to the sun rising.

Because there is no more light tonight.

Mary has returned to the manor, actually a little confused.

The reason why I came back here was because I didn’t want Anna’s body to be exposed.

Dark night had fallen, and only the scattered candlelight proved that Nabu and others were still in the villa.

Relying on the direction of memory, Mary finally touched Anna's side.

The blood under her feet was a little sticky, but Mary stepped on it anyway, and in the dim light she found the girl she had grown up with, and her head.

Mary, who had persisted for a long time, finally gave up control of her emotions, and tears fell like water.

But all the emotions and sounds were suppressed in the throat and not released at all, just because it would inevitably attract Nabu and Nabu's men.

After a long time, Mary finally made a move.

After crying all her tears, Mary gathered her mood and dragged Anna's body towards a small cabin in the manor.

There were rooms for servants to keep their tools, and a basement.

When Mary arrived, there was really no one here.

There aren't even many tools left.

However, there was a table in the basement that was abandoned here because it was too big to take away.

There were also some worthless trinkets that were not taken away.

Mary found candles and needle and thread, and used the light of the candles to sew Anna's head together bit by bit.

Looking at the girl who was still taking care of her yesterday, Mary felt endless sadness and anger in her heart.

There was a flash of light on the wall, and when I got closer I realized it was a mirror.

Mary could see her embarrassed appearance in it, embarrassed and helpless.

The most noble person in this land was once reduced to this.

In a fit of emotion, Mary suddenly punched the mirror.

The lens was broken into several pieces, but Mary's various states were reflected in it.

One of them was Gu Hanshuang, whom Mary had never seen before.

But Mary didn't notice, because at this moment, Mary had a bold idea.

After a brief hesitation, Mary became determined and took action.

Not long after, a woman wearing bloody red clothes with several stitch marks and blood marks on her neck walked out of the basement.

Because he didn't have any weapons, he was holding a long lens in his hand.

With cold eyes, Mary walked directly to the manor villa where she had lived for many years.

The environment was pitch black, but with Mary's familiarity with this place, she could find the right path even with her eyes closed.

At this time, in the manor, the thugs who had finished the carnival were conducting their final raids.

From time to time, you can find some abandoned surprises, which will also cause a burst of exclamation.

Especially on the top floor that had not been looted by civilians, there were still a lot of decorations left.

But this place belongs exclusively to Nabu and a few of Nabu's cronies.

The thugs were scattered throughout the villa, creating the perfect opportunity for Mary.

Although Mary is weak, she has experienced the upbringing of a noble family, and in some aspects she is far beyond what ordinary people can compare with.

For example, understanding the structure of the human body.

A thug was searching the ground floor of the villa when he suddenly heard footsteps.

Thinking that his companion didn't pay attention yet, he just ended the search, turned back and said curiously, "Did you find anything good?"

One candle per person, full of sense of ceremony.

But when he turned around, the vital parts of his body suddenly went cold. The sharp glass directly pierced the artery and sealed the thug's throat.

The thug opened his mouth in a vain attempt to say something, but no sound came out.

Life quickly passed away, and the candle in his hand fell to the ground.

All the struggles are in vain, but before dying, I have one question: why do the dead come back to life...

The thugs could only see a rough outline of Mary's appearance, so it all seemed a bit out of the blue.

The candle was quickly extinguished, and Mary, who had accomplished all this, quickly retreated into darkness.

The sound of extinguished candles and the body falling to the ground attracted the attention of others.

Someone made a silly joke, "What treasure did I find that makes me so excited?"

At the same time, he was getting closer, but it was just one step closer to death.

Mary's movements were precise and cruel, directly killing the second person.

There were more than a dozen such thugs in the entire villa.

Mary was like a ghost in the darkness, moving silently.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly erupted with violent noises, and thunder streaked across the sky.

Then came the pouring rain.

Lightning flashed from time to time, but it had no effect on the thugs who were searching for property.

But every time the lightning flashes, a figure always appears behind a different window.

Quiet, elegant and agile.