Dustin sounded a bit agitated.
William frowned and listened for a while before he could understand what the other party was saying.
"You an your best friend Will is missing?"
On the other end of the phone.
"Yes! He must have been taken by the Demogorgon!"
But then another child's voice sounded nearby.
"Dustin, that's a monster in the ga. It doesn't exist in reality."
"Lucas, have you forgotten? Will didn't escape in the ga that night. That was an on!"
...
William's head started to ache from listening. He couldn't help but glance at Emma beside him.
Although this girl liked killing people, she was indeed quiet.
"Hey, boys, please choose a spokesperson, okay?" William interrupted them.
Finally, a child nad Mike picked up the phone.
"Hello, Father. I'm Dustin's best friend. It's like this..."
According to Mike, a few nights ago, they gathered at his house to play a board ga called Dungeons & Dragons.
Since it was getting late, Mike's mother ca to remind the children to go ho.
On the way back, Dustin and Will played a ga of "who gets ho first."
According to Dustin later, Will chose a shortcut through a dense forest that night to win the race.
But the next day, Will's mother said the child hadn't returned.
At the sa ti, Will was nowhere to be found at the other children's hos.
So the three friends thought Will might be missing.
But the place they lived in—Hawkins—was a remote and quiet town.
People in the town knew each other, so the cri rate was very low.
The biggest cases were lost cats and dogs.
So the adults didn't pay much attention to this, thinking Will must have run off sowhere to play.
Only the three friends and Will's family were looking for him.
Dustin firmly believed his friend had been taken by the Demogorgon (Demon King).
And he happened to know a professional who could deal with this kind of monster—William.
So he gathered his friends and dug out the priest's phone number from his schoolbag.
But both friends were skeptical about this.
In their perception, priests were people who perford baptism ceremonies in churches.
These clergy mbers were either gray-haired old n or rigid middle-aged uncles.
They didn't look like they had any combat power at all.
The church in Hawkins was usually only visited by so aunts and children.
But Dustin had experienced an exorcism with William, although he fell asleep at the critical mont.
So he trusted William very much.
Plus, the three of them had found no clues in their search these days.
Therefore, despite having no hope, Lucas and Mike decided to give it a try.
After listening to Mike's description, William finally figured out the ins and outs.
"This should be the story of Stranger Things," he thought.
Having t Dustin at the expo earlier, William was sowhat prepared for this.
Judging from the current progress, Will should have just entered the "Upside Down" not long ago and was hiding from the Demogorgon's hunt.
The Upside Down was a space very similar to reality, akin to The Further ntioned by Elise.
"But... I rember Dustin bought a few holy artifacts?"
If Will had holy artifacts on him at the ti, he should have been able to withstand the Demogorgon's attack.
So William asked the doubt in his heart.
But on the other end, Dustin said every friend received a holy artifact.
At this ti, Mike suddenly thought of sothing.
He ran to the basent of his ho and soon found a crucifix under the sofa cushion.
"Oh! God, I specifically told Will to wear it." Dustin covered his face. "Did you guys lose yours too?"
He pulled open his collar and pulled out an amulet necklace.
Facing their friend's questioning, Lucas and Mike evaded the topic.
Under Dustin's interrogation, the two admitted leaving the holy artifacts at ho.
After all, children carrying these things were easily misunderstood.
Dustin sighed and snatched the phone from Mike.
"William, can you co to Hawkins? We will pay a fee of $1,000."
William thought for a mont.
Although he was relatively well-off recently, he and Dustin were considered "old friends," so he should help with this favor.
So he agreed.
"Great! We'll wait for you!" Dustin said excitedly.
...
Hanging up the phone.
William planned this long journey in his mind.
"Need to prepare so consumable holy artifacts. The Demogorgon seems to be active at night, need more flashlights..."
But there was still an important matter at hand.
William looked at Emma.
The latter was currently squatting aside, observing the wooden jar sealing the evil spirit on the table.
Feeling William's gaze, Emma suddenly had a bad feeling.
A few minutes later.
William tied Emma up with rope.
"Hey! What's the aning of this? I haven't tried to kill you today!"
Ignoring Emma's complaints, William took her and the wooden jar to the cellar.
After making routine safety arrangents, William opened the tal hatch on the floor.
Emma was startled. Was he going to kill her?
"You still have a deal with my dad, did you forget!"
"Killing soone in the cellar will leave traces; you'll be caught soon."
...
William grabbed Emma and lowered her into the cellar entrance.
Emma instantly felt a chill and shrank back.
William continued to lengthen the rope, observing Emma's condition.
A mont later.
"Hmm, it seems the cellar is as safe as ever today."
Confirming there was no danger, William climbed down the ladder.
Just now, he had a flash of inspiration.
A natural bad seed like Emma was a ready-made "danger detector."
Don't know if the cellar is safe?
Throw Emma in to see first.
Want to lure out so monster or evil spirit?
Hurry up with the Emma-brand humanoid sacrifice!
Even if he accidentally failed and Emma died on the spot, there would be a reasonable explanation to the outside world.
Then William would execute justice and purify the evil.
In this way, Emma's sacrifice could be considered a contribution to the Arican people.
Maybe she could even go to heaven for a coffee before going down to hell.
Seeing William's gaze becoming weirder and weirder, Emma swallowed hard.
Fortunately, he didn't do anything else.
Throwing Emma aside, William took the wooden jar to the pool.
Opening the Exorcism Bible, the sound of chanting echoed in the cellar.
As the water churned, the evil spirit's voice ca from the wooden jar.
"Damn guy, trying to purify ! You underestimate !"
One minute later.
"What! 20-year-old holy water! I'm just a wisp of consciousness from the main body; do you need to be so wasteful??"
Another minute later.
"Father, there must be so misunderstanding. Shall we talk?"
Seeing the holy water about to overflow the wooden jar, the voice inside beca more and more anxious.
"As long as you let go, I'll tell you the burial place of the Vatican treasures!"
"And the legendary holy sword of the Knights, the blood of the saint, gold, won..."
But William was unmoved.
Soon white smoke rose, and the voice inside the wooden jar disappeared completely.
At the sa ti, in a certain space.
There was no passage of ti here, filled with decay and darkness everywhere.
In the endless space, nurous vortices floated.
Looking from here, there were cold seawater, hot magma, and dense forest swamps.
And in a patch of deep water, two scarlet eyes lit up.
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