Immediately, Dis's gaze slightly tightened.
Right after that,
he took a step back, seemingly examining the environment of the studio, and took a sniff.
Mary hastily said,
"I won't smoke in the studio again, never..."
Mary was genuinely scared of him. Not just because they were now "living under his roof", but also because he was a person who made her feel... inexplicably afraid. Even though he was still the kind-hearted priest of Mink Street Church.
Dis waved his hand
and asked
"What happened?"
"I... Karen suddenly fainted, and I broke his nose to wake him up, I..."
"Karen fainted?"
"Ye... yeah."
"And then, Poer came in, right?"
"Poer?" Mary was stunned for a moment, only to realize that this was the name of the black cat in their house. She didn't understand why he gave a cat such an awkward name.
"It seems... I..." Mary tried to recall as much as possible, "Karen woke up on his own, Poer... Poer didn't come in."
Mary hadn't noticed whether there was a figure of the black cat outside the studio earlier, but she was certain that the black cat hadn't appeared in front of her. At least, it hadn't come in.
"Didn't?" Dis seemed to be pondering, "Karen woke up by himself?"
"Yeah, Father."
"Where did this person die?"
"This is the Welfare Order. He should have frozen to death by the roadside last night."
"Welfare Order? Call Mason back."
"Mason went to Flower Water Bay Nursing Home..."
"Call him back."
"Alright, Father."
Even though she had been living in this house for quite a long time, Mary still felt some pressure when facing him. In other families, many daughters-in-law would directly address their in-laws by their names, but she would never dare to do so.
The title "Father" had a somewhat religious connotation for her.
She left the studio in a fluster.
Dis closed the door.
Then he walked to the stretcher cart and sat down in the chair where Mary had been sitting earlier, looking at Jeff lying in front of him.
The studio quieted down, leaving only the occasional slight change in the brightness of the light bulb due to voltage fluctuations.
Dis reached forward
and made a grasping motion.
From under his feet,
black shadows began to spread out like crazily growing vines, quickly enveloping the tiles and surrounding walls, "wrapping" everything here.
At this moment,
Dis said,
"Tell me, how did you die?"
A ridiculous scene. He was asking a dead person a question.
But what happened next was even more absurd.
Jeff, who had been dead on the stretcher for a while, slowly sat up on his own...