"Knock knock knock, hee hee hee!"
"Knock knock knock, hee hee hee!"
The monotonous rhythm and laughter kept coming from the door. The two people inside could not sleep at all because of the noise and could only stand guard in the first-floor hall.
This was the House of Mystery, which had already left Multiverse 1 and entered the void. It was like a shoebox drifting along a rushing river. From the outside, it spun and tumbled endlessly, carried toward the distance by an invisible current.
But this was the void, after all. That knocking and laughter clearly were no good.
"Oh my, it seems something has its eye on us. Tsk tsk." Constantine took a drag of his cigarette, then collapsed onto the sofa like a dead pig. Covering his eyes with the back of his hand, he shouted, "Get lost! Nobody's home, stop knocking! Go knock on your mother's ass!"
Most of the time, he could remain calm. Even if there were a gas leak in the house, he would light a cigarette first to steady himself.
"Knock knock knock, hee hee hee!"
The sound outside did not change at all. It knocked for a while, then laughed for a while. Whatever was knocking either did not understand English or was a mother-obsessed pervert.
"What could be outside?"
The far more serious Zatanna asked her ex-boyfriend. She did not normally wander around the void in fishnet stockings, so naturally she had to ask Constantine, who had more experience and was also better at causing trouble.
Although Backward Speech Magic could also let her achieve effects such as Soul Out of Body and roaming the Astral Plane, performing magic tricks for audiences and maintaining her Theater were what mattered most to her.
"Phew—who the hell knows? I didn't send