A Brief Introduction to The Story of the Pale Horse

Revelation 6: 8: I looked and saw a horse. Sitting on it is death, and hell follows him. ...

"One night, I saw a girl whose hair was uprooted."

She ran round and round the charcoal basin, and then fell to the ground convulsively.

"She is mysterious," Despa said. "She knows the necromancer and witchcraft. It's not necessarily black magic, it's that kind of thing anyway. "

"Oh, yes, Bella also has supernatural power, and the three of us have it, but to varying degrees. When we are together-"

The fog is getting bigger and bigger, but it comes in waves.

"White horse? Yes, I hope that place is still a hotel. I have always felt that that place has a mysterious and unusual evil history. "

When the man behind me walked by my shop, he lit his cigarette with a lighter.

"Many people can tell you that strange thing. The aborigines just curled up and died inexplicably."

"Strange things happened in this room," said Sybil mysteriously and menacingly.

I found a face peeping at us in the shadow of the dark hall behind her. It was a strange, shapeless face, just like the face made of mud by a child who accidentally walked into the sculptor's studio.

"Let's look at it from another angle. I bet everyone on this list will die in a short time-say, between a year and a year and a half. Am I right? "

I found Mrs. Tuckerton looking at my back in the mirror on the wall. She looks very, very scared.

"pale horse is not a hotel," Rhoda said. "I mean, it's not anymore."

"The soul trapped underground is free."

Suddenly, the west doesn't speak, but not her own voice, but a man's deep voice, with a blunt foreign accent.

"Soon ... soon ... soon ... death ... death!"

"Some people look at me as if curled up and died. '

"... evil ... too evil ... I have to ... I have to ... I can't just die ..."

"Blood ... blood ... blood!"

"Don't do this," I shouted. "You will uproot your hair."

The coffee grinder behind me hissed, like an angry snake, with evil and ominous meanings.

Be careful! I am a monster under your control, but if one day you can't control me. ...

The fire in the charcoal basin flashed and then went out.

She stood up, her knife shining. ...