Chapter 514

An hour later, in the cold drink shop in the school dining area.

Sheryl, whose hair was a little messy and his face was swollen, sat in a chair with a big Ma Jindao and ate ice cream. Opposite her, those tall and strong boys stood in a row like angry little daughters-in-law.

As for Kane, who was beaten like a pig's head, limped over and carefully put his cold drink on the table: "elder sister, take your time."

Sheryl snorted with satisfaction and disdained: "a group of old men still play football. As a result, they can't even fight. What beeps are they still in front of our girls?"

The boys looked at each other and smiled miserably.

It's not that they can't play, but that the opponent is too strong.

At least Sheryl was trained by Tina. Although it's not worth mentioning compared with a pervert like Sharon, it's easy to catch these little ruffians.

What's more, Kane, these boys, are not the kind of bad ruffians who like campus bullying. They only dare to move forward because of Sheryl's beauty and being alone. Driven by male hormones.

But I didn't expect to encounter a hard stubble.

They knelt down and called their mother and recognized Sheryl as their eldest sister.

But it's not like I don't know each other. Finally, several of the boys still live in the same community with Sheryl. Kane, the hardest beaten, lives in the same street with Sheryl.

Shelley's fingers knocked on the table. Only then did those boys dare to sit down and drink cold drinks with their heads down. No one dared to speak, let alone look up at Shelley.

Sheryl looked at Kane, frowned and said, "your house is hundreds of meters away from my house, but why have I never seen you?"

Kane moved aside in some fear, tried to distance himself from Sheryl, covered his iron blue cheek, and said with a bitter smile: "yes, I wonder too. If I had known you were... So powerful, I should have been impressed. "

Sheryl puffed up her cheeks and said suspiciously, "it seems that the children in our community are not familiar with each other."

Kane was stunned and nodded: "it seems that it's true. My parents didn't let me go out since I was a child. All my good friends met at school, and none of them were neighbors."

The other boys looked at each other, and the boys who lived in the same community with Sheryl and Kane nodded together.

"It's weird." Shirley thought, "it seems that our family doesn't encourage our peers in our community to play together since childhood."

"By the way, have you seen anything strange lately?"

A black boy raised his hand weakly.

"This is not a class. What hand do you raise?" Sheryl didn't have a good airway. "Just say something. What's strange?"

The little black brother startled and stuttered: "I have had nightmares lately."

"Ha..."

The other boys couldn't help laughing. The boy sitting next to the black brother patted him on the shoulder, shook his head and said with a smile, "Carson, aren't you afraid of nightmares?"

The little black brother named Carson quickly explained, "of course not, but I have the same nightmares these days. In the endless darkness, something seems to be chasing me and getting closer and closer... "

Sheryl's face changed in an instant. Before she could speak, Kane hurriedly said, "do you have such a nightmare? Damn it, Carson, why didn't you say it earlier? "

When everyone looked at him at the same time, Kane frowned and said, "I... I have had such a nightmare recently."

Sheryl sighed, "me too."

"So... Me too."

"Rice spit!"

Gradually, the other boys raised their hands. Soon sherrell found that all the people who had the same nightmare lived in the same community with themselves.

The strange atmosphere filled the crowd. Sheryl and others looked at each other. Everyone could feel that it was strange. It's OK to have nightmares for two people. It's scary that so many people have the same nightmares.

"Ha ha, coincidence, it must be a coincidence."

Kane shook his head hard.

Shirley bit her lips, thought for a long time, hesitated and said, "by the way, have you found that there is no church in our community?"

Other boys nodded one after another, and one said, "my parents are devout believers. They drive to the cathedral in the city center every weekend. I once asked them why the community didn't build a church, but their answer was... Because there was no money. "

The boy looked strange.

Yes, those who can live in that upscale community are all elites, and they can't afford to build a church?

It's a joke.

For a time, an idea emerged in the hearts of these college students. The adults of the community hid something from themselves.

As for Sheryl, she thought more deeply. After all, she experienced the Miami incident and gained a little insight. She thought for a while and said in a deep voice, "well, let's leave contact information to each other, and then find ways to inquire about the intelligence of our community. Such as community construction time, planning drawings, whether any strange things have happened during the period, etc. If you find anything, call each other, OK? "

After leaving the cold drink shop and going to two classes, Sheryl returned to her dormitory.

In the United States, student dormitories in Institutions of higher learning like this are basically like apartments. Not only a single room for one person, the rich can even pack a whole room, and can hire a nanny to cook, wash clothes and clean themselves.

Although Sheryl is not so conspicuous, her room area is not small. There are TV networks, air conditioners and refrigerators, and even the beds are bought and sent by Hollister.

Sherrell sat at his computer desk, his fingers jumping on the keyboard, and entered "Washington 27 upscale community" in the search bar. The first thing that comes out is the brief introduction of the community where you live and some advertisements for sale or rent. In addition, there is no other information.

Sheryl thought for a moment and then entered "eisenmu Street", which is the street where she lives.

This time, however, the search results were even more bizarre. There was nothing but a map.

Sherrell tapped his finger on the table for a long time and searched again for "churches built in Washington so far". The search found a lot of information. Sheryl looked at it one by one. Finally, she spent her eyes and didn't see the church in her own community.

Have you ever built a church in your community?

Shirley rubbed her eyebrows and looked at the time on the computer. Unconsciously, it was almost midnight.

Forget it. Let's continue the investigation tomorrow.

Sheryl closed the computer, yawned, stood up, stretched, and walked lazily to the bathroom, ready to wash and sleep. However, she opened the bathroom door and suddenly found herself standing in the endless darkness.

This time, there were other things falling in the air, which fell on his face. It was cold, like snow.

A low roar sounded from behind.

Sheryl suddenly looked back. Although it was dark, she could still see a thin figure standing not far away smiling at herself.

That smile, incomparable terror!