The bell was much louder than she remembered before, and it was not in the tune of the music, but in the silence it was like a hoarse scream of suffocation. Rachel was startled, stepped back, and then let out a nervous laugh that was not funny at all. She waited for Chad's footsteps to open the door, but there was no sound, only silence, deeper silence. Rachel struggled with whether she could ring the doorbell again. At this moment, there was indeed a noise behind the door, which she never expected. Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! "Churchill?" Cried Rachel, surprised and puzzled. She stooped to look forward, but it was impossible to see inside. The glass in the door blocked the white curtain that Norma had hung before. "Is that you, Churchill?" Cried Rachel. "Whoo!" Rachel tried to push the door. It was unlocked. Churchill was inside. He was crouching in the aisle with his tail up. There was something black about his hair. It was mud, Rachel thought, but then she saw that there was a red liquid on Churchill's beard, drop by drop. The kitten raised a paw and began to lick,Foam Pump Bottles Wholesale, her eyes fixed on Rachel. Chad? Cried Rachel, really afraid now, as she entered the door. There was no answer in the house, only silence. Rachel tried to collect her thoughts, but suddenly the image of her sister appeared in her mind and confused her thoughts. Rachel remembered Zelda's contorted hands, and how she sometimes hit her head against the wall in anger. The wallpaper on the wall was broken and the lime on the wall fell off. This is not the time to think about Zelda,Plastic Foam Dispenser Bottle, when Chad may be injured, perhaps fell? He's an old man. Think about it. Don't think about your childhood dreams. The dreams of opening the closet and finding Zelda grinning and smiling, the dreams of taking a shower in the bathroom and feeling Zelda's eyes peeping, the dreams of Zelda wandering in the basement behind the fireplace, those.. Churchill opened his mouth, showing his sharp teeth, and called out again, "Whoo!" Louis was right. We shouldn't have neutered the kitten. It hasn't been normal since then. But Louis said that after castration, the kitten doesn't have that offensive instinct. Anyway, he was wrong. Churchill still preys on it. Whoo! Churchy called again, then turned and hurried up the stairs. Chad? Cried Rachel again. "Are you upstairs?" Whoo! Churchill called from the top of the stairs, Blue Bottle Serum ,oil dropper bottle, as if to give Rachel a positive answer, and then disappeared into the upstairs hall. How did the kitten get in? Did Chad let it in? Why is that? Rachel moved her feet and thought about what she should do next. The worst part is that it's all like.. It seemed to have been arranged, as if something had brought her here, and then. Then there was a groan of pain from upstairs. The voice was very low. It seemed to be full of pain. It was Chad's voice. It must be Chad's voice. He fell down in the bathroom. Maybe he tripped and broke his leg, or sprained his thigh. Maybe; old people's bones are fragile. What are you still thinking about here, silly woman? Standing here, nervous as if he had to go to the toilet. There's blood on Churchill. Blood. Chad's wounded. And all you do is stand here! What happened to you? "Chad!" The groans came again. Rachel ran upstairs. She's never been upstairs before. As the only window in the hall of the staircase was to the west, it was still very dark in the hall of the staircase, where a picture hung on the wall. There was a low groan again, coming from behind the second door on the right. Rachel walked toward the door, her heels clicking on the floor, and she felt as if she were traversing a deviation, neither in time nor in space, but in size. She felt that she was getting smaller and smaller, but the picture on the wall was getting higher and higher, and the door handle seemed to be on the same level with her eyes soon. She stretched out her hand to pull the door handle. Before her hand touched the door handle, the door was opened. Zelda was standing in the door. Selda was so bent and deformed that she was actually a dwarf, only two feet tall; for some reason she was wearing the clothes that Gaiki was buried in, but it was Selda, yes, her eyes were glistening with madness, and her face was purple. Rachel heard Zelda's voice calling, "I've come back to find you at last, Rachel, and I'll bend your back like mine; and you'll never get out of bed again, never get out of bed again, never get up again.." Chuggy the cat lay on Selda's shoulder, and Selda's face flashed and changed; Rachel watched with giddy horror, and she saw that it was not Selda at all — how could she have been so foolishly mistaken? It was Gage. His face was not black and purple, but covered with mud and blood. It was swollen as if it had been badly damaged and put together by a pair of careless hands. Rachel called her son's name and held out her hands. She ran over and rushed into Rachel's arms. One of her hands was behind her back, as if she were holding a bunch of flowers picked from someone's yard. I got something for you, Mom! It screamed, "I've got something for you, Mom!"! I'll give you something, I'll give you something! www-xiaoshuotxt-c o m Pet Cemetery Sixty ? Novel /tXt | Heaven When Louis woke up, the sun was shining in his eyes. He wanted to get up, but the pain in his back made him grimace. It hurt so much. He lay down on the pillow again and glanced at himself. He was still fully clothed. God,16 Oz Clear Plastic Bottles With Caps, he went to bed without taking off his clothes last night. He lay for a long time again, beating his stiff muscles to stiffen himself, and then sat up. penghuangbottle.com