The smooth and cheerful tunes in the brass music box made Itakura Masanobu feel a little lost for a while.

Before he could fully react.

Snapped--

The box that just couldn't be pried opened by itself.

A plastic doll slowly rose from inside.

She is about 30 centimeters tall and looks like a ballet dancing girl.

There are many music boxes on the market. When they are turned on, there will be a small puppet inside that spins and dances to the music.

This extra-large brass music box is probably of the same style.

The girl in the box was wearing a white, damaged tutu. The hem of the skirt was stained with dark red stains. It was unclear whether they were paint or dried blood stains.

The music of "Puppy Waltz" becomes more and more cheerful.

The girl in the box keeps spinning.

Dance, dance.

Itakura Masanobu stared straight at the dancing girl doll, feeling a little weird for no reason.

In a daze, he seemed to hear the sobbing sound in the joyful music.

Soon, a waltz ended.

The doll girl in the box suddenly swung her plastic body, lifted up the broken skirt with both hands, and mechanically and twistedly bowed towards Itakura Masanobu, as if it was ending.

Wait for the doll girl to twist and lift her body again.

Itakura was horrified to find that its eyes were crying blood!

The eye sockets that were originally filled with plastic were now empty, with only two black holes inside, filled with black and red blood.

The dirty, rancid liquid fell onto the brass box and spread to the floor.

The sudden change made Itakura Masanobu sit down on the floor in fright.

Wow——

There was a crashing sound.

The ballet girl doll suddenly fell into the box.

The handle on the right side of the brass music box began to rotate on its own.

The cheerful "Puppy Waltz" was played again. This time the tune seemed to have changed its tune. It was faster, happier, and weirder than the last time.

The doll girl in the box did not rise again.

The inside of the opened music box was so dark that it was impossible to see what was inside.

Itakura Masanobu seemed to hear slight moans and sighs coming from inside.

"Um--"

The moaning in the box got a little louder, so I was sure it wasn't an auditory hallucination.

Bang!

The brass music box shook.

Something comes out of the box.

It was a pale hand, with no trace of blood, and its nails were black. It stretched out from the box and clung to the edge.

It's a person!

There is a person in the box!

Although the brass music box is indeed large, it is far from large enough to accommodate a person.

Itakura was extremely frightened, and his remaining sense told him that he should run away at this time.

But it can't be done, it can't be done at all.

My feet felt weak, as if they didn't belong to me, and I could still feel a fishy warmth inside my pants.

How had the Itakura family and grandson, who had lived in luxury since childhood, ever seen such a terrifying battle?

He was so frightened that he became incontinent.

Bang! Bang!

The brass box continued to shake, and the cheerful waltz continued to sound.

"Well--"

The audible moans became louder.

Moreover, what was sticking out of the box at this time was not just hands.

Itakura Masanobu saw the long hair, the head, the bare feet stained with blood, and the torn white tutu.

It's a woman.

A woman in a tutu is crawling out of a brass box that is not even half her size!

"Don't! Don't come here!"

Itakura screamed uncontrollably.

His legs were still unable to exert any strength, and he was unable to stand up from the ground. He could only move backwards with his hands curled up in fear.

But he didn't move far back.

Snapped!

The woman crawled out of the music box and grabbed his ankle with her hands.

One-third of the woman's body remained in the box, while her upper body was completely tilted forward.

She is surprisingly strong.

Itakura felt as if his ankle was about to be crushed.

Click, click, click.

The woman twisted her body stiffly, and her body made a clicking sound as bones collided.

"It hurts……"

She said this.

"Don't! Please, don't!" Itakura was incoherent and wailing in pain.

But the woman in the box has no mercy.

She exerted a little force, and the wooden box on the ground was dragged like a dead dog, sliding out towards the terrifying brass box.

"I hurt so much..." the woman moaned.

There was another sound of bones colliding and breaking.

But this time, the voice didn't come from a woman.

But from Itakura's body.

He was horrified to find that his fingers and limbs had begun to twist into horrifying shapes that were completely unnatural.

pain.

The heartbreaking pain spread throughout the body like an electric shock.

"Do you feel it? It hurts..."

The woman asked Itakura.

She is now completely pressed against Itakura, and she is dragging Itakura towards the box...

Ding bell——ding bell——

The handle of the music box kept turning, and the cheerful waltz played continuously.

It was also mixed with Itakura Masanobu's painful moans and wails.

Wait until the waltz is about to end.

Itakura's body was completely twisted and stuffed into a brass box.

Only his right hand was left, still stiff, tightly grasping the outer edge of the box.

The next second, Itakura's fingers loosened and he fell into the box.

Snapped!

The music box is closed.

Everything returned to calm.

Only the strange brass box was left, quietly placed in the entrance hall of Itakura's house.
To be continued...