american horror story

"Mother, why...?"

Riva looked at the female police chief's actions in astonishment. She noticed that her mother was still pointing the double-barreled shotgun at Roy, as if he were an enemy.

"What do you know! This guy knows the town's secret, we can't let him live! Only this way can all the secrets be buried!"

Riva opened her mouth, wanting to tell her mother, "You can't even handle Willy, where do you get the courage to deal with the person who took down Willy?"

Terry, the restaurant owner, who was standing nearby, also tried to persuade Riva.

"Riva, they're just outsiders. Even if they die here, no one will ever know."

The female police chief sneered at Roy.

"Young man, thank you very much for helping us solve this trouble. After you die, I will definitely choose a scenic spot to bury you and your girlfriend!"

Roy shrugged, looking completely relaxed.

"I once heard a saying, 'When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.' I used to scoff at that, but I never thought I'd see such a clear example today."

Due to their long-term dealings with Willy, these people's conscience had completely disappeared.

Perhaps in the beginning, these people still felt guilty, but now they only wanted to kill and silence to cover up the truth.

"Say whatever you want! For this town, and for my family, no one will stop me!"

The female police chief had completely fallen into the abyss. Riva, standing beside her, looked at her as if she had seen a ghost, as if she was seeing her for the first time.

"No, Mother, you can't do this!"

Riva grabbed the female police chief, trying to stop her from continuing her evil deeds, but she was ruthlessly pushed to the ground by the police chief.

In that instant, Roy quickly drew his Smith & Wesson M625 revolver, pulled the trigger, and fired three shots in quick succession.

Bang—

The three gunshots completely overlapped!

By the time Roy stylishly blew away the gunpowder smoke from the barrel, the female police chief, Terry, and Wilson had all fallen to the ground, each with a bloody hole in their forehead.

"Then I'm sorry, but I'm also doing this for my women. I'm sure you can understand, right?"

At this moment, the night was about to end. The rising sun pierced through the darkness, and the first rays of dawn shone on Roy, making him look as flawless as Apollo in Greek mythology.

Seeing this scene, Heather and Penny immediately...

Having eliminated three deeply sinful individuals, Roy gained a large amount of Justice Points. The combined evil of these three was almost as much as Willy's.

"Sorry, Riva, but I think the three of them need to be held responsible for all the people who died tragically in Willy's Wonderland over the years."

Roy thought Riva was a pretty good girl, so he offered her some comfort.

Riva wiped away her tears, her expression hardening. She was indeed a very nice girl.

"You're right, they should be held responsible! Mr. Black, if only you had come a few years earlier!"

A few years earlier, he hadn't even transmigrated yet!

The Willy's Wonderland incident was more or less over. Before leaving, Penny and Riva shared one last hug.

"Riva, what will you do now?"

Riva smiled.

"After dealing with the bodies in Willy's Wonderland, I'll leave this town and start a new life."

Roy walked over and said,

"Riva, don't go into Willy's Wonderland. I've already called professionals to come and clean... handle things. You're not professionals, I'm afraid something might happen!"

The professionals he was referring to were naturally the FEA. Roy had just spoken to Saltana on the phone. Although she was currently suspended, she still had connections with her colleagues.

Making a call to have the FEA come and deal with the aftermath of Willy's Wonderland was relatively easy.

Riva looked at Roy gratefully. Although he had killed her foster mother, she couldn't bring herself to hate him.

"Thank you, Mr. Black! I hope you and Penny can be happy forever!"

"I also hope you can find the life you want."

Arriving at Wilson's Auto Repair Shop, Roy found that his Chevrolet Camaro had been repaired.

He probably intended to sell this car himself.

Over the years, the people who died at Willy's Wonderland should have left behind cars or some personal belongings. There were considerable profits to be made from this, which was why the female police chief, Terry, and Wilson were so eager.

Roy stepped on the gas, and the Chevrolet Camaro sped onto the highway.

Although they hadn't slept all night, Heather and Penny both seemed very excited. The adventure at Willy's Wonderland had felt very stimulating to them.

However, the journey ahead wasn't very exciting and was actually quite boring.

As a result, after Heather and Penny's excitement faded, the fatigue from not sleeping all night caught up to them, and the two started sleeping in each other's arms in the back seat.

With a physique of 45, Roy wasn't greatly affected by staying up all night, so he decided to drive straight to Los Angeles before resting.

The closer they got to the West Coast, the more traffic there was on the highway.

By the time they reached the outskirts of Los Angeles, it was completely dark.

Roy reached out and patted Heather's thigh.

"Wake up, we're in Los Angeles!"

"Hmm? Are we there already?"

Roy hadn't been to Los Angeles in either of his lives, and neither had Penny.

The only one in the car who had been to Los Angeles was Heather, who had grown up there.

This was also why Roy wanted to bring Heather along; having her was like having a tour guide.

"Yes, we've arrived at the outskirts of Los Angeles. I need you to give me directions now."

It was currently rush hour, and the highways outside Los Angeles were full of cars. The roads here were too complicated, and it was easy to take the wrong turn without someone familiar with the area giving directions.

"Okay, where are we going?"

"Hmm—UCLA booked a hotel for us, the Dolphin Hotel on Santa Monica Beach. Do you know where that is?"

"The Dolphin Hotel? Ha! Of course, I know it. There's a famous haunted room there, 1408! Do you know about that?"

Some images flashed through Roy's memory: the movie "1408," adapted from Stephen King's famous horror novel, which tells the story of a terrifying, demon-dominated hotel room where no one could last an hour.

Horror movies adapted from Stephen King's horror novels are all very classic, and "1408" is especially so. Even with Roy's current strength, he wasn't sure if he could get out of that room.

UCLA actually booked a room for him in that kind of hotel?

After double-checking the letter sent by Alan Berg, Roy confirmed that the room booked for him was 1208. He could finally relax.

"Just give me directions."

"We're currently in the southern part of Los Angeles. We need to cross most of the city to reach the northwest beach."

"Which route is the fastest?"

"At this time of day, the fastest route is definitely the环城 (Huánchéng - ring road)!"

Roy took a good look at the scenery along the way in Los Angeles, because in just over twenty years, this place would be burned down by a big fire.

After driving around most of the city, Roy finally arrived at the Dolphin Hotel on Santa Monica Beach.

This hotel was famous nationwide for its notorious Room 1408. Even during the off-season, the daily traffic was very high.

If Roy had come to stay at the hotel directly tonight, he might not have even gotten a room.

"Alan Berg booked a room for me. The room number is 1208."

Roy was checking in at the front desk.

"Is it Mr. Roy Black?"

"Yes."

"I need to contact Mr. Alan Berg. Please wait a moment."

The receptionist picked up the phone and dialed a number. Feeling a bit bored, Roy began to look around the hotel environment.

This was a four-star hotel. Although its luxury couldn't compare to a five-star hotel, it was still quite good.

Suddenly, Roy saw a familiar-looking black man walk through the lobby.

There weren't many black people Roy would find familiar, as most black faces looked similar to him.

Taking a closer look, wasn't that Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.?

However, this version of Nick Fury had hair and hadn't lost an eye.

Roy asked one of the front desk staff.

"Excuse me, who is that gentleman?"

"You mean him? He's our manager, Mr. Gerald Olin."

Roy remembered. There was indeed a black manager supporting character in "1408." However, he had watched the movie a long time ago, before the Marvel movies had even started filming, so Roy hadn't noticed Samuel L. Jackson in the role.

This was quite a small surprise.

At this moment, the front desk staff had finished confirming the booking over the phone and began the next steps of the check-in process.

"Mr. Black, we have confirmed your reservation. How many people are in your party?"

"Three."

Roy took out the driver's licenses of the three of them for registration. Soon, a bellhop helped the three of them take their luggage into the elevator.

In the elevator, Roy keenly noticed that this hotel didn't have a 13th floor, as if it was avoiding the number 13.

Just like many hotels or apartments in Dongda don't have a 4th floor, 13 also has a special meaning in Christian culture, and many Christians instinctively avoid the number 13.

Interestingly, the digits in 1408 add up to 13, which might also be a hint in the movie.

Just as he was thinking about this, the elevator stopped on the 12th floor.

The bellhop helped carry the luggage to Room 1208, and Roy gave him a $20 tip.

Roy hadn't been used to the tipping culture in America when he first transmigrated, but he was quite accustomed to it now.

Alan Berg had booked a suite for Roy. There was a living room outside, a bedroom inside, and a bathroom with a huge bathtub.

Roy was inevitably a bit tired after driving all day and leaned back on the sofa, not wanting to get up.

Heather and Penny were putting away their luggage. They would be staying here for at least a week, so they needed to arrange their things properly.

Roy didn't disturb them and casually turned on the TV.

The TV happened to be showing a late-night talk show called "Night Owls." The host was interviewing a man dressed as a priest, who claimed to be an exorcist.

The two girls nearby were chatting excitedly, and their topic unknowingly drifted to 1408.

"Roy, should we go take a look at Room 1408?"

Heather was really getting a bit carried away. Maybe it was because she had experienced a lot of dangerous things with Roy, and she was increasingly enjoying the thrill.

This was a very dangerous phenomenon, and Roy felt it was necessary to remind Heather, otherwise, it might lead to big trouble in the future.

"Heather, I'm not invincible either. There are still many beings in this world that can defeat me. You need to have a sense of awe for those mysterious things!"

Roy's serious attitude made Heather's smile fade a bit, but she still nodded obediently.

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming a bit awkward, Penny quickly changed the subject.

"Roy, we prepared a surprise for you!"

Hearing this, Roy became interested.

"What surprise?"

"You'll find out soon!"

With that, the two girls ran into the bathroom with something and closed the door.

Roy smiled and then focused his attention on the TV show.

The host of "Night Owls," Jack, was using various methods to try and trick Mace, the self-proclaimed exorcist priest.

This middle-aged priest named Mace skillfully used various rhetorical techniques, making Roy feel like he was a charlatan.

Roy had already met a real exorcist during the Elm Street incident. His aura was completely different from this guy's. This guy seemed more like one of those fake priests who swindle money on the streets.

But thinking about it, if he were truly a member of the clergy with exorcism abilities, he wouldn't appear on a TV show.

This show probably invited this fake priest more for the gimmick.

Just as he was thinking this, the lights in the living room suddenly went out.

Roy looked towards the bathroom and saw two beautiful and sexy bunny girls walk out.

One in black and one in red, with swaying bunny ears, snow-white... headlights, high-cut tight-fitting leatherette outfits, and classic fishnet stockings.

Seeing this scene, Roy felt the fatigue from driving all day instantly disappear.

"Wow! This is indeed a very 'huge' surprise!"

Roy exclaimed in admiration.

Penny spoke first.

"Darling, do you like it?"

"I couldn't like it more! Whose idea was this?"

Heather replied,

"Of course, it was Penny's idea!"

As expected, Penny had more tricks up her sleeve. Her previous line of work had exposed her to too many... activities.

The other girls around Roy couldn't compare to Penny in this regard, not even Elizabeth could necessarily beat her.

Penny leaned in from the other side and gently breathed into Roy's ear.

"Honey, you drove all day today. Can your body still hold up?"

This was a bit of an underestimate of Roy's 45 points in physique. Even if he wasn't at full strength right now, he definitely wouldn't lose.

"Hehe, you can try!"

"Roy, then I'm coming for you!"

With that, Heather immediately transformed into a female knight.

At this point, no one was paying attention to the reality show on TV anymore.

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