The fifth personality, the nightmare starts with a dual identity

In a small town near the Red Church, the location is remote and few outsiders visit on weekdays.

Especially when the world becomes turbulent, strange events begin to occur in various places, and only people leave the small town and no one comes back.

But a few new people came to the town a few days ago. They were a couple who left the town many years ago, and they brought their daughter, a girl named An.

The girl is young and very beautiful.

The appearance of the family quickly attracted people's attention.

It's just that among the onlookers, there are not only curious people, but also some people's eyes with some strange emotions.

The reason why this family came back is because An's grandfather passed away and left a large amount of property and land, and now they need someone to inherit it.

As the child of an old man, An's father was naturally the first choice.

Of course, if this family does not come back, there will be other arrangements for this wealth, and it may fall into the crowd of onlookers.

It's just that things didn't go so smoothly. The family's return seemed to bring something bad with them.

Maybe they didn't bring it back.

A plague suddenly broke out in the town, reaching its peak shortly after the family returned.

People kept dying, and even if the nearby church arranged for a priest, there was no way to get rid of the pain.

In a rather luxurious villa in the core of the town, it was the family who had received the inheritance.

The spread of the plague did not deliberately avoid this family, especially the girl An, who was the first to be infected.

The situation is already a bit bad now, and the girl's parents are in a low mood.

There were constant coughing sounds, and the room was filled with the unpleasant smell of herbs.

In fact, An's parents were also affected, but for the sake of their children, both of them tried their best to support it.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit dull, or the situation in the entire town was not much better.

The family originally thought that returning to the small town would avoid the chaos outside, but who would have expected that they would encounter such a thing.

So far, no one has been able to survive the plague, and An's situation has reached its most critical moment.

The desperate father lost his sense of proportion for a moment. While buying holy water at a high price from the priest sent by the church, he focused his attention on a statue of the god that was originally enshrined in the house.

This statue was left by the original owner, who was An's grandfather.

The shape is that of a cat. Even in a world like this, if it spreads, people will still dislike it.

But regardless of whether it was useful or not, An's father made the most stringent promise for his daughter, hoping that his daughter could survive the plague.

Maybe the holy water in the church played a role, maybe the man's prayers were answered, or maybe some kind of coincidence was born.

Amidst the boring and desperate prayers, the girl lying on the bed slowly opened her eyes.

There's just something strange in his eyes, and the color of his pupils has also changed.

A soul from an unknown world occupied this body, but the original will of the body also regained control of the body in an instant.

"Father……"

Hoarse and tired, it was obvious that An was in an extremely bad state due to her serious illness during this period.

But even this weak voice reached the man's ears extremely clearly.

The prayer was interrupted, and the man turned around in disbelief and saw the girl sitting up on the bed.

The girl's face was still haggard, but it was much better than before.

The father immediately covered up the sadness on his face, steeled himself, and walked to An's bedside in a few steps.

He hurriedly checked An's condition and asked incoherently, "Are you feeling better? Are you hungry? Do you need to drink water..."

The inspection stopped suddenly because he saw the unusual color in the girl's eyes.

After a moment of confusion, the man put down all his thoughts.

He said directly, "Just wait, I will bring it to you immediately."

After saying that, he rushed out of the room and shouted to his wife, "Honey, An is awake. Come quickly and get some food and drink..."

An wanted to stop her father, but her body was still exhausted and she still didn't say anything.

The man's voice faded away, but the footsteps never stopped.

He quickly returned and brought some food and water in an exquisite water glass.

Just the water cup is worth a lot of money, and the clear water in it is even more valuable.

Because this is not ordinary water, but an expensive medicine called holy water from the priests of the church.

An hesitated, "I feel much better. I'll leave this holy water for you and mother."

Before my father could speak, my mother's voice came from the direction of the door.

"It's okay, we still have some, enough to cure our diseases."

His voice was a little tired, and it was obvious that he was not in a good state during this period.

Ann was a little hesitant, but finally followed the habits of many years and obeyed her parents' arrangements.

The long illness made An's body weak and she urgently needed to replenish water and food.

A large plate of food and all the holy water went into An's stomach. For a girl who was not that old, these were really quite a lot.

An's parents watched their daughter's condition improve with relief in their eyes.

But deep in his eyes, a trace of worry still showed up from time to time.

Late at night, the couple's room.

There will be a continuous stage of the plague, and the two people's symptoms have begun to show, but in order to take care of their daughter, the two of them have been holding on.

Now that An's condition has improved, the two of them can't hold on anymore.

They went to bed early, and the two of them lay tiredly on the bed, feeling the flow of life force. This was their last persistence.

There was a hint of despair in the woman's voice, "Ann's condition has improved, but we're afraid..."

The father interrupted hurriedly, first made sure there was no other movement outside, and then whispered comfort.

"As long as An's condition gets better, nothing else matters."

The mother's tone was a little complicated, "But An is still young, and there will only be one person in the future..."

He said a little helplessly, "I thought this place would be a safe haven, but who would have thought it would be like this."

Although they have not been back for a long time, the two of them have already seen the complexity of people's hearts.

They are physically and mentally exhausted as adults, let alone a girl.

The father sighed and could only pray secretly in his heart, hoping that God would protect her.

The so-called god may be the statue erected in the church, or it may be the statue that remains in this house.

The two fell into a drowsy sleep. The torture of the illness had already made them unable to hold on any longer.

An's condition improved, and in the early morning of the next day, she no longer felt any pain at all.

But when An saw her parents, the voice of despair really resounded throughout the town.