The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Stark, who was standing by the door, froze for a moment. For a moment, he didn't realize what the logic of Schiller's behavior was.

Hiding in the closet for fear of outsiders? But when the two of them came in, the young Schiller didn't stop him. If he was afraid, he didn't have to open the door for them.

Stark paused for a moment, then walked into the bedroom, which was a very small bedroom. The bed in the bedroom was converted from a crib. It seemed that the young Schiller hadn't slept alone in this room for a long time. Is just separated from the mother to sleep by herself.

Stark walked around the small bed to the front of the closet. He pushed the door slightly and found that the door didn't move at all.

He put his fingers into the gap of the cabinet door, trying to pull the cabinet door open, but the door was still motionless, Stark took a few steps back again, and looked at the wardrobe.

It was a huge solid wood wardrobe, which looked like a handmade product of the previous era. There were some cartoon stickers on the cabinet door. Judging from the height, it should have been pasted by the young Schiller.

Stark looked around, and found that the gap in the cabinet door was actually very small, and the cabinet was completely dark. If he didn't stand at a certain angle and under a certain light, he couldn't see Schiller in the cabinet at all. Le was completely silent, and it was hard to find that there was a child in the cabinet.

After observing for a long time, without any other clues, Stark could only squat down and align his sight with Schiller in the cabinet. The two just looked at each other through the narrow gap in the middle of the cabinet door.

At this time, Stark found that Schiller's eyes were not looking at him, but had been staring at the place where he was standing before. Stark stood up, took two steps back, turned around and walked to the bedroom door, and took a look. Where I stood, there was nothing unusual there.

Steve also came over, and the two of them stood by the bedroom door, and both could see Schiller's eyes. Steve looked back to the living room and said, He may be looking into the living room through the door.

Hearing this, Stark walked quickly to the living room, then turned around to confirm the direction of Schiller's gaze, then took a step forward, and stood beside the sofa.

He found that Schiller's eyes seemed to be on the sofa. Stark turned over the sofa and found nothing unusual. When he moved the sofa, the carpet placed in front of the sofa was wrinkled. Steve, who followed, shrugged his nose and said:

Did you smell it? It seems to smell like blood...

Stark stood up, looked around himself, and then set his eyes on the curved carpet folds, he took a deep breath, and seemed to have some hunch, after Steve moved the coffee table away, Stark Lift up the carpet.

There's blood all over there.

On the surface, there was no problem with the carpet. After it was lifted, there was a large round dark blood stain underneath. It seemed to have dried for a long time, but it still had a peculiar smell.

In an instant, Stark turned his head and set his eyes on the group photo of a family of three that he casually put aside.

He picked up the photo frame and pressed his fingers on the photo. His knuckles were slightly white. Obviously, the answer he guessed made him feel a little suffocated.

Steve looked down at the bloodstain, and then turned his head to look at Schiller hiding in the cabinet. He turned and walked back to the bedroom, then squatted in front of the cabinet, looked at the young Schiller through the gap, and said:

Don't be afraid, we are not bad people, can you open the door? We will protect you...

The young Schiller didn't answer, and he didn't set his eyes on his face, but just kept staring at that point, as if he was looking at something intently. Steve took a deep breath, and he heard behind him He turned his head at the sound of footsteps, and Stark, who was a little pale, appeared behind him.

The two came to the door of the bedroom, Stark held the photo frame in his hand, and said:

This is Schiller's conscious world, and all the things here are actually 'images', that is to say, they all represent a certain memory of Schiller.

After I first entered the Temple of Mind and visited it, I tried to develop my conscious space, so I understood that some things that exist in the conscious space are not what they appear to be, but are symbolic.

Steve turned his head and looked at the pool of blood under the carpet, he said: I'm sure, it's human blood, but the blood from any human will not be in such a regular circle, it's just right It is blocked by the carpet, which may indicate...

Steve's tone sank: ...a tragedy happened here once.

In the psychology books I have read, it was mentioned that when people remember something, they will instinctively grasp the stimulus point. Perhaps, Schiller, who witnessed a certain tragedy, was just touched by blood and gore. Therefore, the image of this tragedy in his memory is the blood under the carpet.

Stark sighed and said, According to the existing clues, we can probably guess what happened to Schiller in his childhood...

The diagnosis and treatment records in the parents' bedroom showed that Schiller suffered from autism. Although the specific type of autism spectrum was not written on the papers, his parents detected him very early. , and actively treat him.”

Schiller had undergone sensory integration training for a long period of time, at least two years, and in the later stages of the training, he has almost recovered, at least most of his speech ability has been restored.

But, maybe it was the month when the medical records were interrupted... Stark pursed his lips, his tone slowed down, as if he didn't really want to go on:

His parents may have been killed.

Stark turned his head and glanced at the young Schiller who was still hiding in the cabinet and peeking at the outside world through the crack of the cabinet door. He said: His parents have received professional training, and it is impossible to wait until the other party rushes into the house to discover the abnormality. When the other party comes downstairs or rushes into the corridor, he already knows that he has no way out.

If you were Schiller's parents, what would you do? Stark looked at Steve and asked, Steve's face was also very gloomy, and he said:

I will definitely protect my child as soon as possible.

Perhaps, his parents did the same... Stark lowered his head, and the already low voice echoed in the room, like a deep evening drum.

They'll make him hide, in the biggest closet in the house, and more importantly...

When Stark said this, there was a bit of empathetic panting mixed in his tone. Both he and Steve were staring at the gap in the closet. During the changing light of the approaching night, they seemed to see, appearing in the three people The mother in the group photo squatted outside the cabinet, looked at his child through the gap, and let out a dying cry:

Don't talk! Don't make a sound! Don't make any sound, no matter what you hear, don't respond...

And the children who have just received language enlightenment and are able to express their magnificent inner world through language, just like this, have returned to the silent world with no door to the outside world.

Steve covered his face, and he sat down against the door frame of the bedroom wall, just like before, when such details were presented to him, it was far more cruel than listening to a story.

Dissociative identity disorder, that is, patients with multiple personality disorders, when they split their first personality, it is often to escape some reality that they are unwilling to face. I think that may be why Schiller split another personality , used to escape childhood trauma...

Stark's tone became calm instead, he stretched out his hand to pull Steve up, and said, Don't stop here, we have to find Schiller, no matter what happened to him, I think we can treat him , just like...he used to treat us.

Stark was in front, Steve was behind, the two walked out of the room, and after returning to the corridor, the mood of the two still couldn't calm down for a long time.

In their impression, Schiller is a relatively cheerful person, although he has a poisonous tongue, wants money, is a riddler, is not a big deal when watching the excitement, and has a bottomless moral bottom line. Talking and laughing, I didn't think there was anything special.

But in many cases, there is only harm when there is a comparison. Stark’s parents suffered an accidental death. He felt very miserable. When he learned that his parents were killed by Steve’s old teammate Winter Soldier, he felt even worse. But now he felt that, at any rate, Howard had been with him for a period of time. Although he often drank heavily, he was still a good father when he was sober.

And the young Schiller they just met was very young, and he could barely speak because of autism. That is to say, he might not have spoken a few words to his parents, and his parents had already been murdered.

Moreover, Stark felt that he had not faced the scene of his parents' death, otherwise, he didn't know if he would use split personality to escape reality like Schiller.

Thinking of this, Stark quickened his pace, he came to the stairs, and looked up, the upper floor was still quiet.

Stark and Steve came to the second floor. There are very few rooms here, and none of them can be opened. Stark looked at one of the doorknobs and said, Did you find it? If the doorknob And the lock is special, which means there may be someone inside, and this...

Stark looked at the doorknob, which was a very ordinary spherical doorknob, exactly the same as the handles of the two doors they had seen before, Stark shook his head and said, There may not be Schiller's personality in it, Probably where he stored other stuff.

That is to say, we have to find a place with a special door handle, so that we can find the rest of his personality?

That's right, next, you go up to the third floor, and I go up to the fourth floor, and we won't meet until we find the special door handle.

After speaking, the two began to split up. Steve was in charge of the odd-numbered floors, and Stark was in charge of the even-numbered floors. The two searched for a long time like this. In the end, it was Stark who found a special place on the tenth floor. Beside the railing of the patio, he waved to Steve downstairs:

Come here! This is a very special place, come quickly,

Steve ran up in a hurry and came to Stark. The two of them looked up at the signboard on the door together. There were three large characters written on it:

madhouse.