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with robotics , her body was there and she wore a striking yellow gown . Electricity filled the wife , and she came to life .
I looked at her . She looked at me . Her mouth , having been removed , could no longer speak , but her eyes plead and wept . And she was looking at me !
The weird monsters burst through the walls , and the Wendigo turned to his right , or took one step forward — it is impossible to describe — and it appeared before the wife , tearing her limb from limb , severing her robotic spinal column ! Blood and electricity flew everywhere as Lu Yan let out the most horrifying scream I have ever heard . If the world shattered , I imagine that ' s the cry all men would utter .
Percy grabbed my arm and ran me past this nightmare to the top floor . We climbed the steep ladder to the roof and shut the hatch below . There was no way down . I leaned over the edge and saw the monster hunters gathered outside , many stories below .
There was a banging at the hatch , and both Percy and I backed away .
Lu Yan popped up through the door , fighting off some unknown enemy below . He locked the hatch behind and then ran across the roof throwing various levers . He grabbed both of us by our wrists , handcuffing us to an invisible wire .
The column in the center of the house fell straight away through the center of the roof , severing every floor and structural support below . Lu Yan pushed Percy and myself off the roof , and we found ourselves strapped to a wire sailing safely towards the ground at an angle . The monster house collapsed behind us . Missus Mister and Brunhilde helped us to our feet . The Mayor seemed occupied in finding ng his spectacles , hardly clothed — the beautifully ly mustachioed gentleman had mislaid them while out on the patio smoking a cigar — and who , even en
now , seemed completely unaware of the chaos surrounding him .
That is how we left Lu Yan ' s monster house , I am sorry to relate .
SATURDAY , AUGUST THE FOURTEENTH
During our journey west , I learned that Brunhilde had never called to me for help the way I heard during that commotion . What ' s more , she claims to have seen a wolf running into the woods before they saw us appear on the roof of the pagoda .
If Winchester is out there , I hope he meets his fate . I know now what a monster is . No one found any signs of Lu Yan . I am ready to go home . I started out wanting to collect monsters myself . I remember wanting to have a collection of ghost glass . Now I do not know what it is that I want , but I do know that I have had my fill of monsters .
with robotics, her body was there and she wore a striking yellow gown. Electricity fi lled the wife, and she came to life. I looked at her. She looked at me. Her mouth, having been removed, could no longer speak, but her eyes plead and wept. And she was looking at me! Th e weird monsters burst through the walls, and the Wendigo turned to his right, or took one step forward—it is impossible to describe—and it appeared before the wife, tearing her limb from limb, severing her robotic spinal column! Blood and electricity fl ew everywhere as Lu Yan let out the most horrifying scream I have ever heard. If the world shattered, I imagine that's the cry all men would utter. Percy grabbed my arm and ran me past this nightmare to the top fl oor. We climbed the steep ladder to the roof and shut the hatch below. Th ere was no way down. I leaned over the edge and saw the monster hunters gathered outside, many stories below. Th ere was a banging at the hatch, and both Percy and I backed away. Lu Yan popped up through the door, fighting off some unknown enemy below. He locked the hatch behind and then ran across the roof throwing various levers. He grabbed both of us by our wrists, handcuffi ng us to an invisible wire. Th e column in the center of the house fell straight away through the center of the roof, severing every fl oor and structural support below. . Lu Yan pushed Percy and myself off the roof, and we found ourselves ɅѼݥɔ)ͅͅѽ݅ɑ́ѡɽչЁ)Qѕȁ̸͔͕)5́5ѕȁ չ́Ѽ)ȁиQ5ȁ͕)́х̰ɑ䁍ѡPѡѥձ)хѱͱѡݡ)Ёѡѥ͵ȃPݡٕ)͕ܰѕչ݅ɔѡ)ɽչ)QЁ́܁ݔЁ1ԁéѕȁ͔$)ͽѼɕє)LQUIdUUMPQ!=UIQ9Q )ɥȁɹݕа$ɹѡ) չٕȁѼȁѡ݅)$ɐɥѡЁѥ]Н́ɔ)́͡Ѽ͕ٔݽչѼѡ)ݽ́ɔѡͅ܁́ȁѡɽ)ѡ)%]ѕȁ́Ёѡɔ$́)є$܁܁ݡЁѕȁ̸)9չͥ́1ԁe)$ɕѼ$хѕЁ݅ѥ)ѼЁѕ͕́$ɕȁ݅ѥ)ѼٔѥЁ̸9܁$)܁ݡЁЁ́ѡЁ$݅аЁ$܁ѡЁ$)ٔ䁙ѕ̸