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Amy and Nick had just walked into the living room when they immediately noticed unusual traces.
The atmosphere at home became increasingly strange, with a sudden sense of oppression enveloping every corner.
"The coffee here hasn't been finished, and the newspaper is just casually placed." Amy frowned, pointing to the half cup of coffee and the casually placed newspaper on the seat.
Nick turned to look at the kitchen, smoke filled the air, and the sound of the boiling kettle was particularly clear. "The water has boiled too," he said, trembling slightly.
Amy hurried to the kitchen and turned off the boiling kettle. The smoke slowly dissipated, but the uneasy atmosphere lingered.
The two of them decided to leave the house and went to the neighbor's house to ask around. They first arrived at Alan's house, and Alan shook his head at them, indicating that he hadn't seen their parents.
Then we arrived at Francis's house, and Francis also looked puzzled, saying he hadn't seen anything.
Finally, we went to Michelle's house and received the same response. The neighbors all seemed somewhat unnatural, but there was no further information.
Returning home, Amy and Nick felt even heavier in their hearts.
Amy and Nick stepped into the house and immediately sensed an unusual atmosphere. Every item in the living room seemed to exude a strange energy, from the coffee cup to the newspaper, everything felt out of the ordinary.
"Look, the coffee here hasn't been finished. And this newspaper seems like it was hastily put down," Amy furrowed her brow, pointing to the coffee cup on the sofa and the casually placed newspaper.
Nick turned his head to observe a corner of the kitchen and noticed smoke gradually spreading in the air. The gurgling sound from the kettle was unusually clear, almost as if it was reminding them to pay attention to something.
"The water has boiled too," Nick said with a slightly trembling voice, "this is all too eerie."
Amy briskly walked into the kitchen and turned off the boiling kettle. The smoke slowly dissipated, but that ominous feeling still lingered.
"We need to figure out what exactly happened," Amy said firmly.
The two decided to visit their neighbors to see if anyone had seen their parents. They first visited the home of Alan, a retired Broadway actor. Alan pretended to shake his head, indicating that he had not seen their parents.
"How strange," Amy turned to Nick and said, "his expression looks a bit forced, don't you think?"
"It's indeed a bit strange, but who knows?" Nick felt a bit uneasy.
Then, the siblings arrived at Francis's house, a retired clergyman. He also looked puzzled and said he hadn't seen their parents.
"It's impossible," Amy's growing suspicion, "everyone is so mysterious, as if hiding something."
Finally, they arrived at Michelle's house, a retired band lead singer. He rubbed his beard and also mentioned not seeing their parents.
"Thank you, please let us know if there is any news." Amy thanked politely, but felt increasingly uneasy.
Returning home, Amy and Nick felt even heavier in their hearts. This time, they went straight to their parents' room, hoping to find some clues.
Open the door, the room is in a mess, as if it has experienced a small hurricane. Clothes are scattered on the floor, and the bed is not made.
There are two puppets on the bedside table, one looks exactly like their father Jack, and the other looks exactly like their mother Laura.
"What does this mean?" Nick was so surprised that he could hardly speak.
Amy was also shocked and immediately noticed a letter next to the bedside table.
The letter reads: "Dear Amy and Nick, Mom and Dad have gone away for something important. You two must stay at home and listen to Puppet Mother Laura."
The letter made the two even more uneasy, but they decided to go to the small door to find out what was going on. The mention of "Puppet Mother Laura" in the letter reminded them of that puppet world.
"What on earth is going on?" Nick asked in a low voice.
"I don't know, but I feel like everything is related to that mysterious door," Amy said, glancing at the window. The big tree outside was swaying in the night breeze, as if laughing at them.
"We must find our parents, no matter what the cost." Amy's tone was firm, with a determined glint in her eyes.
Nick nodded, "Yes, no matter what the cost."
Amy and Nick arrived at the small gate connected to the big tree. They found that the usually tightly closed big lock had been opened.
Amy sighed and glanced at Nick, and the two of them walked in silently.
"We must find them," Amy said in a low but determined voice.
And behind them, the small door slowly closed, as if this time it didn't intend to let them leave again.
Amy and Nick walked into the living room, where a scene resembling an ideal family picture unfolded before them.
Puppet Mother Laura was elegantly standing by the kitchen island, cooking dinner in a vintage-style round-neck dress, while Puppet Dad Jack was wearing corduroy trousers, holding a newspaper in one hand and a hot cup of coffee in the other.
"Welcome back, my darlings!" Puppet Mother Laura put down the spatula and said in a warm tone.
Nick hesitated slightly, but Amy held his hand tightly and signaled him with her eyes not to speak. Her intuition told her that something was not right here.
"Thank you, Laura's mother, but what about our parents?" Amy asked cautiously.
"Your parents left you a message, saying they had to go out for a trip. You should stay here for now, and let us take care of you without any doubt," Puppet Mother said to Laura with that special gentle tone of a mother.
Nick looks a bit confused, and he seems to want to say something, but he was pulled by Amy, indicating that he should not ask any more questions.
As dinner time approached, Puppet Mother Laura served up deliciously cooked Italian pasta and crispy roasted chicken, filling the whole table with a mouth-watering aroma.
After they finished the delicious food, Puppet Mother Laura brought out two delicate small wooden boxes.
"Look, I have prepared this for you. These are specially designed puppet eyes. Once you put them on, you can stay here forever and enjoy the warmth of the family forever." How about it?" There was a strange gleam in Laura's eyes.
Nick's gaze was drawn over, looking somewhat moved, but Amy firmly held his hand and said, "No, we can't stay here. We need to find our real parents."
"But it's so nice here, Amy. Haven't our parents already left?" Nick's eyes were filled with confusion and a hint of sadness.
"Nick, we can't stay here, something is not right." Amy said urgently.
"Why? We have mom and dad here, our favorite food, nice toys, a warm fireplace. I want to stay here!" Nick said angrily.
Amy helplessly knew that forcibly taking Nick away might lead to unnecessary conflict.
So she said, "Alright, let's stay here for tonight. But we need to consider it and make a decision later, okay?"
Nick seems somewhat satisfied, while Laura and Jack exchange a glance, their eyes revealing a subtle cunning that is not easily detected.
Amy and Nick were arranged to a beautifully decorated bedroom, but Amy knew they couldn't stay here for too long.
She needed to find her parents and unravel the mystery of this house and the Puppet family.
After Nick fell asleep, Amy tightly held the letter left by her parents and decided to uncover the truth.
This bedroom was noticeably different from the usual rooms, with the puppet portraits on the walls seeming to move slightly, as if they could walk out of their frames at any moment.
The exquisite carpet revealed a hint of darkness in the moonlight, making people feel a sense of unease. Amy put the letter in her pocket, walked out of the room quietly, and made sure Nick was still in the sweet land of dreams.
She walked into the living room and found puppet's Laura and Jack sitting on the sofa, with an ancient wooden box in front of them. Laura was holding a very old-looking key. Amy hid in the corner, observing secretly.
"Are you sure it will succeed this time?" Puppet Jack asked.
"As long as their parents don't come back, most children will long for the warmth of home and compromise. Once they agree verbally, then there will be no more problems," Marionette Laura responded, with a barely noticeable smile at the corner of her mouth.
Amy was startled and vaguely felt that something was amiss. She had to act immediately.
She remembered her encounter with Jis and the pure innocence in his eyes.
She decided to go find Jis and see if he knew anything. In the process of searching, she couldn't help but have more questions about the origin and purpose of this Puppet family.
After turning a few corners, Amy arrived at Jis's house, but couldn't find Jis no matter what.
Amy feels her heart beating faster, and her whole body seems to be wrapped in an invisible tension.
She decided to leave Jis's home to explore more, but found that she couldn't find Jis no matter what she did.
Amy walked out of Jis's home and felt a gentle breeze bringing a touch of nature.
Her gaze then fell on the other side of the large tree trunk, where a faint light was flickering. Curiosity drove her to walk over.
This time, there was no door on this side of the large tree trunk, but there was an entrance resembling a tunnel. Unlike other places, this tunnel did not feel oppressive or eerie, but instead gave a sense of inexplicable spaciousness.
She crossed the tunnel and was shocked to see a scene in front of her: several marionettes hanging from tree branches, like art pieces suspended in the air.
These strings were not attached to anyone's hands. Instead, they extended directly from the tree branches, as if the tree itself was manipulating these marionettes. This scene left Amy feeling shocked and unsettled.
Men and women of all ages have marionettes. What makes her even more uneasy is that it seems like all the marionettes' gazes are focused on her, as if scrutinizing her.
"Oh my goodness!" Amy was so scared that her legs went weak, and she collapsed on the ground.
"Quiet down, don't let the puppet witch come over here." Just then, one of the marionettes suddenly opened its mouth.
Other marionettes also seemed to have a reaction, their movements became more agile, as if life was slowly being infused into their bodies.
Amy endured her fear and listened to the marionettes slowly telling her.
"It's been a long time since a human came here, and it's actually a child? You must never agree to any request from Puppet Mother. Once you agree, you may become like us, turned into a marionette, and then nourished by this big tree, never able to leave here."
Amy's mind was in chaos, and she suddenly thought of Jis, that seemingly different puppet boy.
"That Jis is..."
"He is different, sacrificing souls, but don't misunderstand, Puppet Mother is always everyone's enemy," the marionettes warned her.
After the warning from the marionettes, Amy felt an unprecedented sense of pressure. She knew that she and her brother Nick might have already fallen into an extremely dangerous situation.
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