The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Lightning, thunder and thunder, and the sound of rain, the night in Gotham is always so dark and terrifying. A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the Arkham Psychiatric Hospital in the dark night. In the only room with lights on there, two people were face to face.

When Hugo woke up from the dizziness, he saw a figure in a white coat sitting opposite him, looking at him with concern.

Hugo closed his eyes again, and he moved his eyeballs hard to dissipate the hazy halo in his vision. He saw that the doctor sitting opposite had green hair and clown makeup on his face.

The green-haired doctor took out a medical record from the nearby bookshelf, looked up at Hugo and said, Hugo Strange, suffers from severe hypochondria, has been hospitalized for three months, this is your Is the second follow-up consultation in May, is the condition better?

Hugo opened his mouth and said, Jack, why are you here?

Hugo lowered his head and saw that he was wearing the restraint suit of a mental patient. He twisted his body vigorously and said, ...Stop your pranks! Jack, what are you going to do? Let me go!

The doctor called Jack on the opposite side showed a helpless expression and said: It seems that your condition has deteriorated again. You will not still imagine yourself as a psychiatrist, and then treat all doctors as patients, right?

What are you talking about? Hugo opened his eyes in surprise and said, I'm a psychiatrist, and you are that mental patient who likes to call himself a clown. Didn't we cooperate before... Wait!

Hugo shook his head vigorously, and some memory fragments emerged from his consciousness, he said, No, I should be in Schiller's conscious world now, how could I...

Are there any new symptoms? Jack frowned, and said to Hugo, What story did you make up again this time?

Listen, Mr. Hugo, I don't know where you heard about those high school and college experiences, or if you made it up, but no matter how detailed you make it up, you are not the world-famous person you imagined. Master of Psychology.

I really don't want to spend another 20 minutes repeating your biography, but if that's the only way to wake you up, then that's all I can do.

Hugo Strange, you are a truck driver serving a gang on Elizabeth Street. You are not an outsider, but a native of Gotham...

On a rainy night, you laughed and attacked the heir of the Wayne family, Bruce Wayne, with a dagger. However, Master Wayne is a good man. He saw that you were mentally ill. Not only did he not hold you accountable, he also sent you here.

Listen, Hugo, you have to cooperate with the treatment. My time is precious. If the Wayne family hadn't paid for it, I wouldn't be here to treat you...

What?! I'm... What crazy talk are you talking about??? Hugo said in disbelief: The background you mentioned is obviously your own, Jack, stop joking, it's not funny at all, put it on Let me go!

Look, you are like this. To be honest, your symptoms are quite rare. Once you hear other people's backgrounds, you will imagine it as your own, and you are also the most uncooperative I have ever seen. patients.

Jack on the opposite side sighed and pressed the button on the table. After a while, another doctor in a white coat came in. He pushed the glasses on his face. Jack waved his hand to greet him and said, Victor Doctor Kedo, I really have a headache right now.

Jack stood up from the chair, pointed to Hugo and said to Victor: I know that his medication has reached the limit, but his condition has not improved at all...

Hugo, who was on the opposite side, was already swaying left and right, trying to break free from the straitjacket. He looked at Victor and said, Victor, are you crazy too? Consciousness space... where is this?

Where is this place?

Accompanied by Victor's voice, the room where Hugo was located turned into a square box, gradually shrinking, and the four walls supporting the box were spread out and flattened, and the sections of wood rose from the original walls, A wooden stage was built, and two thick red curtains fell from both sides of the stage with a swipe.

Looking from the stage, there are rows of auditoriums below. Victor is sitting in the audience and asking questions. Schiller with a globe head replied: This is the 'Upside Down Tower'.

The Upside Down Tower? What's that?

You can think of it as an area in the temple of my mind, just like the theater.

The Upside Down Tower is located on the 7th, 8th, and 9th floors of my thinking palace. Of course, as you saw before, I asked the elevator operator to open a back door for Hugo, otherwise he might not even connect to the first floor. There are no stairs to climb.”

Then why did you teleport him here? What's special here?

This teleportation is random. I didn't specify it. His luck is pretty good.

Good luck? What does this mean?

As I said before, each area of ​​my mental temple has its own special rules.

So what are the special rules for upside-down towers?

The Upside Down Tower is a place for me to think differently. When I treat a patient, I need to stand in the perspective of the patient to understand what his current mental state is like, and to judge whether his stress threshold can be tolerated. Got my next question...

That's why there is an inverted tower. Here, all the identities you firmly believe in will be reversed. Doctors will become patients, and patients will become doctors.

So when you treat patients, you will turn yourself into a patient here, and then think in another way?

That's right, that's why I said he was lucky. The rule in the space of consciousness is 'what you believe is true is true', but here it is reversed so that the opposite of what you believe is true. I firmly believe that I am a psychiatrist. If he becomes a patient here, the patients in his memory become doctors.

Then how is he going to get out of here? Evans asked a little confused.

There was a lunatic who passed here before when he was climbing the stairs, and he made a quite correct demonstration.

what is that?

When you believe you are a doctor, you become a patient, and conversely, as long as you believe you are a patient, you become a doctor.

In the same way, if you believe that there are stairs leading to the upper floor, then it does not. If you believe that there will never be a staircase leading to the upper floor, then there is.

Actually, this is not difficult. Perhaps, for ordinary people, it is somewhat difficult to convince themselves to believe a completely opposite thing, but for those who have made achievements in psychology, it is not too difficult. This is The reason why I said he was lucky.

The only question is how long it will take Hugo to figure out the rules here, and then find the rules and leave here.

Victor turned his head back, and his eyes fell on the stage again. At this time, Hugo, who was wearing a straitjacket, had already returned to the ward. Obviously, he was immersed in great shock and confusion.

His first question was of course, why is Schiller's consciousness space so fancy?

This is no longer just a very real problem. Every person, every item, and every detail here are exactly the same as the real world. For a moment, Hugo was really shaken.

Then, there is the weirdness of this space. Generally speaking, something that appears in the consciousness space represents a certain aspect of personality. For example, the pink room may represent love, or it may represent thinking about gender. , a pencil may represent the career of studying, or it may represent the memory of childhood.

But now Hugo is a little confused, what does a mental hospital with a reversed identity represent?

What appears here is indistinguishable from the real world, but that's why it's weird.

But no matter what, Hugo started his career as a mental patient in a state of perplexity.

After all, he is a psychiatrist, and he knows what mental patients do in a mental hospital. He tried to spit out the medicine secretly, tried to get rid of the restraint clothes, and even jumped off the building, but all failed, because staring at He has too many doctors, besides Jack with clown makeup, Victor, Cobbot, and Alberto.

In this way, day after day, the rain outside the Gotham window never stopped, and Hugo failed to get rid of the surveillance of these doctors. When he was thinking hard and trying to crack the secret, he suddenly discovered that this peaceful life is slipping into an unpredictable horror.

When he tried to spit it out again, the doctor Jack with clown makeup asked the nurse to bring a funnel, and then poured a whole bottle of pills into Hugo's mouth, when he tried to break free again When he was undressing, they took huge iron chains and tied him round and round.

Their treatment methods began to become more and more dangerous, from Hugo being force-fed medicine at the beginning, to being tied up with iron chains, to tying him to a treatment chair, and then using electric shocks on him...

The rain outside the window of the psychiatric hospital was getting heavier and heavier, and the night in Gotham was getting darker and darker, until one night, a figure holding a dagger walked into the door of his ward, and lightning fell outside the window, and the bright light cleared his face. It was a clown with a crazy grin.

He approached Hugo with a dagger, Hugo screamed and wanted to back away, but the iron chain bound his hands, and he had nowhere to escape.

The clown cut his face with a dagger and peeled off his skin. Hugo screamed in pain. In the shadow of the wall illuminated by lightning, the dagger fell one by one, blood spattered, and there was a loud laugh Spread farther and farther...

Amidst the laughter and the sound of rain, the curtain slowly closed. Victor in the auditorium rubbed his arm and said, Did you know that this movie will definitely be classified into a category that can only be viewed by those over 21...

Things got out of hand, why? Copperpot asked.

I also said before that the lower the number of floors, the more chaotic, and the higher the number of floors, the more orderly. In the 330-story thinking hall, the 7th, 8th, and 9th floors are already considered very low floors. So it can get out of control very quickly.”

The longer you stay there, the more the world will get out of control. After all, this is a space of consciousness and dreams. Anything terrible will happen, just like a person having a nightmare.

Evans shivered and said: This is really a terrible nightmare. A doctor dreamed that he became a patient and was given by the original patient...

To be honest, he let me down a bit. The madman who climbed the stairs last time solved everything in less than a day. He even made the stairs appear directly in front of him. People leave a few blown kisses...

As he said that, the globe-headed Schiller turned his head to Jack who was dozing beside him, but Jack didn't respond at all as if he didn't notice his movements.

If this is really a nightmare, he should have woken up by now, what will happen next?

If he is woken up by fright, it means that he failed to pass the level and will return to the first floor.

So let's see, next. Where does the elevator take him?