In the warehouse inside the I-shaped Anderson house, the second floor was Benjamin's bedroom. This was the only place in the Anderson family where there was an atmosphere of ordinary people. Because it was originally a barn like building, completely wooden, the werewolf dug out huge windows on all sides, and the ground was covered with dry straw, which was completely opposite to the dark and cold in Anderson's house. Of course, the most important thing is that Benjamin had many photos, which were packed in wooden frames, placed on the table and hung on the wall. A group photo of different tall and strong men and women with healthy muscle lines in vests with Benjamin.
It is as warm and secure as the home of an ordinary ex serviceman.
At this time, two women were sitting on Benjamin's bed.
"I envy you." Louise took a brush in her hand, stained some powder Blusher in her makeup box, and brushed it on Alice's cheek: "you have the most perfect cheekbones! You don't need any extra shadows!"
"Really?" Alice held a small mirror and looked at herself in the mirror. She could not tell whether she had become beautiful or ugly. After all, the 16-year-old Banshee had never established a correct aesthetic.
"I don't need to lie to you." Louise straightened the Banshee's face and nodded with satisfaction, "OK. You can ask Benjamin."
Alice jumped out of bed, rushed to the guardrail, leaned forward, and shouted to the werewolf who was' scratching 'a square stone tablet below: "Benjamin! Louise put on makeup for me!"
"It's a little early for your age..." Benjamin looked up as he said. On a plush finger, the sharp conical toenail stayed on the stone tablet, with white marble edges, complex patterns and rudiments.
"Ah..." Benjamin opened his mouth. To be honest, he had never thought Alice beautiful before today. The nail pierced the corner of the marble, and several cracks spread from the upper right corner of the stone tablet: "very beautiful, Alice, you are very beautiful now."
"Really?" Alice was a little shy after the surprise. She held the guardrail and ran to the stairs: "I'll show Ryan!"
Benjamin pushed away the broken stone tablet, took another stone, smiled and said, "he is still in the office."
"Oh." Alice's hasty steps stopped and she turned back silently.
"Let's go see old Hank!" Louise pulled some disappointed Alice down the stairs to the back of the warehouse.
At the back of the warehouse, there are pyramidal logs and cut planks. Old Hank was holding a knife and carving something on the formed coffin.
Kim was here, too. But old Hank seemed to dislike Kim's clumsiness. He didn't let him close to the workbench. He gave him a wooden planer and asked him to cut the board next to him
'Alice?' Kim found the girl next to Louise. Her dry and sunken face became soft and full, but her formal appearance was still there.
"Hum! Beautiful woman!" Old Hank snorted, "you have to work no matter how beautiful your face is! Alice, come and help!"
Hank was a strange old man. Apart from losing his temper and driving away guests, he never had a good word for beautiful women.
So Alice was relieved. She took Louise's hand and said thank you in a low voice. She quickly ran to Hank, took the carpenter's knife from Hank and carved it.
It's time to tell the truth. The most important person in the Anderson family was not Ryan the vampire, not Benjamin the werewolf, but Alice the Banshee. She was in charge of the kitchen, cleaning, and becoming Hank's Apprentice. In addition, she groomed the corpse... Now everyone knew where her lack of aesthetics came from.
Kim put down the plane and greeted Louise. "Louise, can we talk?"
"OK." Louise had nothing to do for a moment and followed Kim into the distance.
"Louise." Kim looked around to make sure that no one was paying attention. He lowered his voice and asked, "when all this is over, what are you going to do?"
"Me?" Louise shook her head. "I don't know. I haven't thought about it yet."
Kim was surprised that the smart woman was not alert. She continued to ask, "aren't you afraid? I mean, you and I, we are human. And they, they are..." Kim tried to use words that were not offensive, but after thinking for a while, he got nothing except 'monster'. "Anyway, you don't want to live here all the time?"
Louise thought for a moment: "Hank, Hank is just an ordinary old man."
"Well." Kim frowned. Hank ignored the werewolf's Plush fingers and the vampire's' wine cup '. The only explanation was that Ryan controlled him with his red eyes. "Red eyes, Louise, you know Ryan's red eyes distorted your will!"
"I know." Louise finally had a look on her face and sighed: "but even if he doesn't do it, I will stay here. At least I don't want to be eaten by the shapeshifter. He can protect me." Louise looked at Kim suspiciously: "why do you ask me this? As far as I know, you were also attacked by the shapeshifter? There is no difference between us. We are all seeking protection here."
Kim sensed a hint of resistance in Louise's tone. It was Kim's own fault. As Louise said, he was also a weak side in front of the changers, and he was only seeking shelter in cooperation with monsters. In such a situation, he was not qualified to criticize Louise's trust in vampires.
"Sorry, it's my fault." Kim frowned. "I just..." Kim thought about how to say: "this morning, when Benjamin and I went to the North District, he told me something. I just think you should know!"
"What is it?" Louise asked, Kim was not a boring man, so Louise decided to listen to him.
"Benjamin said, maybe, just maybe, Ryan will turn you into his offspring."
Louise raised her eyebrows. "I? Become his offspring? How?"
Now, please think about this question. How do you know how a vampire makes another vampire. Let me think, oh! They are all 'conventional' things, such as TV, Internet, novels... OK, I heard them.
Let me turn on the ten inch TV set in Ryan's room on the second floor of Anderson's house. Well, the housewife in the apron is teaching everyone to make cakes, the single talk show, the woman at the waterfall is reporting the news, and the pregnant woman is undressing in front of the priest... No, no vampires are creating offspring.
The web, you must mean the spider web in the basement of Anderson's house. When I asked it this question, it confused my face.
Novels, this can have. It's what I use now. Ryan bought a typewriter for me with a hundred dolls and I typed it out. Maybe I should remind Ryan that the ink is running out.
I think I made my point.