Dark Cave - part 1 - Chapter 5
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” So I feel that this is definitely not a random murder. Have you ever thought that such inhuman behavior could really be done by an ‘ inhuman ‘ person? I mean, for example, a ghost. You’ve seen ‘Broken Face’, right? ”
” When was the last time you saw Chu Wenguang? ”
The key point was that I didn’t expect the summons to come so quickly, which was a bit puzzling: ” The last time we met was the night when Shishi was murdered, October 11th, when we went to the cafeteria to eat together. ”
” Oh? ” Officer Chen looked away from Guan Jian’s face . ” We have opened a case to investigate Chu Wenguang’s disappearance. ”
” What?! ” Guan Jian stood up involuntarily.
” Chu Wenguang left the dormitory at around 9:00 p.m. on October 11, and no one has seen him since . ”
” The day Shishi was murdered! ” At the same time Huang Shiyi was murdered, Chu Wenguang disappeared. It is almost certain that the two incidents are related.
” Are Chu Wenguang and Huang Shiyi familiar with each other? ”
” Chu Wenguang is my best friend, of course they are familiar with each other, and they are like good friends. ” Did Officer Chen suspect that Chu Wenguang was the murderer? Was he too careless and missed observing the details? This could explain why Shishi concealed the fact that she went to the anatomy building from me. But Guanjian had a headache when he thought about it, and he couldn’t recall even the slightest trace of ambiguity between Shishi and Chu Wenguang. Was it that Chu Wenguang had a one-sided love for Shishi and showed murderous intent because he couldn’t get her? If he was not the murderer, he was very likely another victim. With such thoughts in his mind, Guanjian couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat.
It was Sunday night, and I was on night shift again. When I walked to the door of the ward, ” they ” appeared again , along with the long dark corridor!
” Did you see it clearly? Who will be the next victim ? ” Officer Chen asked anxiously on the other end of the phone.
” No … it just flashed by, and I didn’t see it clearly. But at least it shows that if that person is Chu Wenguang, he may not have been killed yet. We have to hurry … time is running out. ”
” Don’t move, I’ll be right there. Remember, don’t run around. ”
Just when Guan Jian closed the phone , ” they ” appeared again mercilessly .
That long corridor, those angry eyes, that gloomy firefly, flashed before his eyes, which were almost powerless to open. He tried hard to see ” them ” clearly . Perhaps, it was better not to see them clearly, because when he saw ” them ” clearly , the tragedy would reach its climax.
The corridor seemed to be under a flickering light, the upper half of the wall was white, and the lower half seemed to be green.
The corridor of the hospital! He suddenly remembered that the main building of the First Affiliated Hospital had recently added an extra floor to be used as an operating room. The construction had been completed and the decoration was also finished, so it was likely to be vacant these days.
The sharp blade pierced his heart! The sudden pain almost made him lose consciousness.
He couldn’t wait any longer, he had to catch the murderer. Guanjian regained consciousness and ran towards the main building of the First Affiliated Hospital. The moment he stepped into the elevator, he felt another sharp pain. His skull, clavicle, and sternum seemed to be sawed and torn apart. The elevator finally stopped at the twelfth floor. The elevator was not open for the remaining floor. Guanjian gasped and ran out of the elevator door. ” They ” attacked him again .
“ They ” were just a tiny firefly, dancing alone in the darkness, over the plasterboard-covered stairs and into the long, dark corridor.
Push open the door at the top of the stairs and you will see the long, dark corridor.
The little firefly was waiting for him.
The key is to open the phone – the light source is too weak, and it can only dimly illuminate the surrounding area … He saw the wall, which was newly painted, the upper half is white, and the lower half is green. On both sides of the corridor are operating rooms and preparation rooms.
Suddenly, there was a bright light in front of him, which made Guanjian squint his eyes.
At the end of the corridor , a flashlight was hanging down. Under the light of the high-power flashlight, an operating table was covered with blood.
Chu Wenguang’s death was as horrific as Huang Shiyi’s.
” The school only gave me some very basic information. Are you a senior? Which affiliated hospital are you interning at? ” Psychiatrist You Shuliang knew that the key was that the student was a healthy college student without any history of mental illness or psychological problems.
” The First Affiliated Hospital. ” The initial nervousness was dispelled by You Shuliang’s student spirit and humble smile. ” You taught the two sections on schizophrenia and depression in the psychiatry class last semester . ”
” Then I don’t need to introduce myself . We are alumni. ”
Guanjian smiled politely: ” You must have heard what Officer Chen said recently . There have been a lot of turbulence in my life. ” Guanjian described to You Shuliang his ” talent ” , what he saw , the experiments he had undergone, and the tragic deaths of Shishi and his good friend Chu Wenguang.
” Recently, especially after my girlfriend was murdered , I realized that the sky really can fall …”
You Shuliang savored the key’s narration carefully, and what he saw was a boy who was undergoing a great test both physically and mentally. The inexplicable extreme pain that the ” they ” that Key saw endured almost made people want to immediately diagnose schizophrenia and other related diseases – this can only be understood as a hallucination, a realistic hallucination.
If a hallucination becomes realistic to a certain degree, can it still be called a hallucination?
at the same time as mental symptoms , but what is unimaginable is that the pain occurs at the same time as the murder, as if the person being cut by the scalpel is the key himself.
All signs indicate that Key seems to be living in another dimensional world. When he saw ” them ” and suffered pain, he entered another world. Whether it was subconscious, the fourth dimension, or schizophrenia, Key lost himself, and his breathing and actions were no longer controlled by himself.
” I always wonder, why me? Why am I the one seeing ‘ them ‘ , seeing death? Why are people around me being killed? Why am I the one suffering from severe pain? Why am I so unlucky …” The key point stops abruptly.
” Go ahead, it’s okay. ”
Guan Jian lowered his head and was silent for a while.
You Shuliang said: ” Are you saying that you have thought about committing suicide? ”
” When I feel depressed , I feel that life is meaningless. I don’t know if this can be considered a motive for suicide. ”
If a person ” foresees ” death again and again, and ” witnesses ” death again and again, especially when the girl he loves most and his closest friend is brutally murdered, how many people can experience this kind of emotional blow?
You Shuliang took a sip of the green tea on the table and said slowly: ” Have you heard of the name Victor Frank ? ”
Guan Jian was stunned for a moment: ” I think you mentioned in class a doctor who does psychoanalysis, the founder of the psychoanalytic school who is as famous as Freud. ”
You Shuliang said: ” You have a good memory. Frank was a Jewish psychologist who waited for death in a Nazi concentration camp and witnessed many deaths and struggles for survival. Some people survived in the concentration camp, while others were exhausted and did not live to see liberation. He persisted in the miserable life in the concentration camp because he wanted to reunite with his new wife and family, and to complete his psychological research works. But he pioneered existential therapy and meaning therapy, believing that no matter what kind of hardships and shackles people are in, they at least retain the right to choose freely and choose a meaning of life that belongs to them alone. If a person’s spirit cannot be free, it is a manifestation of psychological and spiritual problems. ”
Guan Jian listened quietly, thinking: ” Teacher You means that ‘ they ‘ have made me believe in a predetermined fate, a fate that cannot be escaped, and have bound my spiritual freedom. ”
You Shuliang said: ” There is some truth in this. You once asked why it was just you. I think, based on Frankl’s existentialism and the foundation of meaning therapy, people, as the chosen ones of heaven, their existence must be meaningful. Perhaps, when all the truth is revealed, the meaning of these ‘ special abilities ‘ and the true meaning of your existence will also become clear. ”
cold wind blowing from Zhaoyang Lake blew into the hearts of the sad people, only to find that the door was already scarred, and what could not be concealed was the sobbing from the dark.
Guan Jian seemed to have heard the crying sound. He looked up in horror, but all he saw was low black clouds that seemed within reach.
Today, the Cemetery of Nations is empty . I am all alone . If there is any crying, it is my heart crying.