Chapter 397: Alice of Unknown Material
Chapter 397 Alice of Unknown Material
Duncan had indeed thrown a spark into that mirrored Frost City State – but he didn’t think it was enough.
He could clearly feel that this time the situation of Frost was different from that of Prand, the fire he had cast did not spread rapidly on the “other side of the mirror”, and his own perception of the fire was greatly weakened and disturbed. He guessed that this might be due to the natural barrier between the worlds on “both sides of the mirror”, or because there was no accurate correspondence between the mirror image and the real world, and those misaligned parts were interfering with his judgment.
No matter what the reason was, he needed to find a way to strengthen the connection between himself and the Spark, and between himself, the White Oak, and Agatha.
And in the midst of the conversation, Vanna suddenly gave a thoughtful expression, “Speaking of mirroring …… you are certain that you saw the figure of the gatekeeper in the reflection of the glass, yes?”
“Certainly certain.”
“That’s a bit strange ……” Vanna frowned, “If she’s really trapped in that mirror world, how come the city-state hasn’t heard a peep about it until now- -Surprise disappearance of the supreme defender, even if the news is blocked for the sake of stabilizing people’s hearts, at least the cathedral and city hall would have taken some other actions ……”
She paused at this point, summarizing from her own experience, “Secret searches, martial law in a specific area, changes in the frequency and distribution of the night patrols of the defenders – even in the case of a news blackout, these details can be observed, but I’ve been moving around the city-state for a long time today with Mr. Morris that none of the changes in this regard have been noticed.”
Nina, who was looking down at her book, suddenly raised her head, “Maybe it’s because that gatekeeper just disappeared not long ago and the city-state hasn’t reacted yet?”
“…… If that’s the case, then Frost is really rotten beyond redemption,” Vanna shook her head seriously, “But from what I’ve observed during this period of time, although the city-state has a certain plight of falling into decline, the rest of it yet it’s not that bad, and the church and city hall are at least running in an orderly fashion.”
“Perhaps we will observe a change in the atmosphere in the city-state during the day tomorrow.” Duncan said casually, and just as he was about to continue speaking, he was interrupted in what he was about to say by a sudden, somewhat sinking touch on his arm.
Shirley had collapsed over, her head hitting his arm with an even snore.
But the next second, not waiting for Duncan to have any reaction, he saw the girl woke up directly from sleep with a startled jump, and even Dog, who was dozing at the foot of the sofa, was directly taken and flung into mid-air, “Right right …… right …… Right not ……”
Shirley this “sorry” to the end did not stutter out, Duncan heard “bang” a loud bang, just was thrown into the air Dog fell to the ground, the latter rolled up, the dog’s head buzzed: “What is the situation what situation, fighting?”
Then it realized that the atmosphere around it was a bit strange, and when it looked up, several gazes fell on itself and Sherry in a strange way.
“It’s not a fight, it’s Shirley sleeping through it,” Duncan sighed with a smile and looked to Shirley who was still tense throughout, “It’s okay, go upstairs and go to bed, minors need to get plenty of sleep to be able to do that – Nina. You should stop reading too, it’s bedtime.”
“Oh.” Nina then reluctantly put away the book she had just read halfway, got up and pulled Sherry, who was still tense, and the two of them walked to the second floor holding hands.
Duncan watched the two girls disappear up the stairs before he turned his gaze and nodded to Vanna, “Tomorrow you and Maurice go uptown, see if there’s any change in the atmosphere over at the cathedral, and if possible, poke around to find out the reaction of the town hall – the way things have been going, the frosty presence over at City Hall has always been very low, and I’m curious as to what they’re up to.”
“Okay,” Vanna nodded, then got a little curious, “What about you? What do you have planned next?”
“I’m going to make another trip to the Second Waterway and go over there with Alice,” Duncan said casually, “We’re going to check out the corridor where the raven had her accident at the time – since it’s now presumed that there is a ‘Mirror Frost’, and it’s highly likely that the raven had strayed there at the time, perhaps we can find any new clues from that corridor.”
At that, he suddenly responded, “Speaking of which, is Alice still cleaning up in the kitchen?”
“Seems so,” Morris said as he got up and turned back, “She did delay in the kitchen for too long …… It’s not like her head fell off somewhere and got stuck in a corner and she couldn’t get it out, is it?”
“What a pain in the ass …… I’ll go over and take a look.” With a helpless sigh, Duncan got up and left the couch for the kitchen.
Just as soon as he reached the kitchen, he saw the gothic doll that was standing next to the sink – she hadn’t gotten her head off as Maurice had guessed, but was tilting her head at an odd angle and staring blankly at a corner of the ceiling.
Probably too engrossed to hear Duncan’s footsteps, Alice just froze and looked in the direction of nothing, then reached out with the hand that was holding the cleaver and fiddled with the air, then switched directions and continued to fiddle with the air – as if trying to catch an invisible fly.
Gothic mannequin in the kitchen expression stagnant holding up a kitchen knife cutting the air, this scene is too bizarre, as if the next second this mannequin head will emerge a blood bar that can be pulled all over the screen, by the way, there will also be a pipe organ style bgm ringing around – Duncan saw the situation and finally couldn’t help but open his mouth: “What are you doing? What are you doing?”
“Whoa!” Alice was instantly shocked, subconsciously reached out to hold her head – but she forgot that she was still holding a sharp knife, so the next second, only to hear a “poof” sound, she poked a knife in her own head.
“With a crunch, the head was poked off by herself.
Even though he had seen this doll’s frightening and unreliable appearance, Duncan was still dumbfounded at this moment, he hurriedly stepped forward to hold Alice’s shaky body, and then saw the latter’s hands and feet flailing her arms – the sharp kitchen knife was still in her hand, the tip of the knife poking at her head, and after several times, she was able to flail her arms around. It was only after several times that she reacted as an afterthought, hurriedly holding her own head with her left hand, while her right hand forcefully pulled the kitchen knife off her head.
Afterwards, the doll fumbled and threw the kitchen knife to the side, lightly holding her own head and pressing it to her neck, and after a “boing” sound, the object was returned to its original place.
“You startled me!” Alice turned her head and looked at Duncan a bit aggressively, but soon her eyes were attracted by something on Duncan’s arm, “…… Captain, this knife looks a bit familiar hey.”
Duncan expressionless (there is also blocked by the bandage) gripped the handle of the kitchen knife on his arm and smoothly pulled it off and threw it aside, “Nonsense, this is what you just inserted into me.”
“…… Sorry!” The mannequin suddenly exclaimed, panicked and went up to check the situation, “Are you okay? Do you want to bandage it?”
“No need, it would have been a corpse anyway.” The corner of Duncan’s mouth twitched, but his gaze couldn’t help but fall on Alice’s forehead.
Miss Doll’s brain had just been poked by herself, leaving a huge wound, but at this moment, that wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye – there was no blood in the wound, only a warm, jade-like cut, and after just a few breaths, the place was restored as before.
Alice was a bit squirming by Duncan’s gaze, and subconsciously touched her face, “Why do you keep looking at me ……”
“…… What kind of material are you made of?” Duncan frowned, reached out and touched the place where Alice was injured just now, and what came from it was a touch that was similar to that of skin, yet cold and lacking in vitality, “You just had a hole in your head, you know?”
Alice was stunned for a moment, raising her hand to touch her head, and replied frostily, “It grew back.”
“Of course I know it grew back!”
“…… don’t understand,” Alice shook her head, “I don’t know what material I’m made of …… but it doesn’t seem to be wood or ceramic ……”
Duncan held his tongue for a couple seconds and tugged at the corner of his mouth, “I shouldn’t have expected to get any answers from you – never mind, never mind that, what were you doing? Why were you staring at the ceiling?”
“Wired,” Alice answered honestly, “Some threads just popped up – but now they’re suddenly gone.”
Duncan’s expression changed instantly, “Threads?!”
Alice could see special ‘threads’, and these threads, represented ‘people’!
“Yeah,” Alice nodded with a serious face, “I was also curious why the threads came out, and there’s no one else here …… But I remembered what you taught, that you can’t just go grabbing other people’s ‘threads’, so I was just fiddling with a kitchen knife ……”
Duncan didn’t care what the doll was saying in the second half of his sentence, his attention was already focused on the “threads” Alice mentioned that suddenly appeared and disappeared.
His eyes quickly swept across the kitchen, searching for anything that might be connected to the Mirror Image.
The glass on the window, the water in the sink, the blade of the kitchen knife – all of these seem to be used to establish a connection with the mirror space, but none of them showed any abnormalities.
But Duncan believed Alice, she would not lie.
At some point, the Mirror Frost had intersected with reality here – perhaps only very, very faintly and briefly, but enough for the doll to catch the threads “floating” from there.
(End of chapter)