Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 11

2021-07-05

Chapter 11 St. Byrons Comprehensive Academy
Because he was sleeping in an unfamiliar place, Shade was in Woke up very early in the morning on the second day. Touching the pocket watch by the bedside, seeing that the time was half past six, he wanted to go downstairs to see if a newspaper would be delivered. He knew that people in Tobesque generally had the habit of ordering newspapers.

The former Mr. Detective can be regarded as a middle class in any way, and the nature of his work requires him to read newspapers to understand the news, so it is indeed possible for the current Shade to inherit the future newspapers.

Wearing slippers and walking along the stairs to the foyer on the first floor, I looked curiously towards the sealed first floor, thinking that if I had time, I could take apart a piece of wood and take a look inside.

The gas lamps in the hallway are revolving. It is a pity that there is no newspaper stuffed in from the delivery port on the mat in front of the door.

Shaking his head regretfully, he wanted to change his clothes and go out for breakfast. But when the slippers just touched the First Rank steps, they actually heard the sound of the bell.

There is a door rope outside the door of this apartment building. After pulling it, the rope will pull the gear mechanism inside the door and ring the bell on the inside, which is a simple doorbell.

"Here comes the newspaper delivery? No, why is the newspaper delivery person knocking on the door? Does he say it's time to pay for the next month's newspaper subscription?"

Shade, who had accumulated shabby hearts Thinking in horror, thinking about his remaining money, he turned around anxiously and looked towards the door. No matter who is outside the door, he is impossible to know, the probability of receiving money is not large, and there is a high probability of finding the owner here.

“Maybe a new client?”

Worse, maybe the rent collector arrives.

There is no structure like a cat's eye on the door, so Shade can only come to the door, translate the language knowledge he got yesterday in his head and ask:
"Who is it?"

There was an immediate answer from the door, a familiar voice:
"Is it the Hamilton Detective Agency? I'm Bill Schneider, remember me? Yesterday's psychiatrist, we were in Lark Business cards were exchanged at the door of the newspaper office opposite the club."

In this morning, which was also shrouded in fog, Shade, one of the few people in this world who knew his name, came to visit him.

Unexpectedly, the visitor was Dr. Schneider, and Shade was standing behind the door, wondering if it should be opened. With just a moment of hesitation, he let the psychiatrist outside the door know of the detective's precautions:

"You don't have to think about it, Mr. Hamilton. Although it's strange to visit at this time, I have no ill intentions, After all, there is not much time, please take a look at this first."

The man outside the door was talking and brought in a piece of paper from the newspaper delivery port.

"Remember what I said yesterday? Adult education, correspondence teaching. Detective, you have a very special innate talent."

Shade bent over and took the piece of paper, He raised his hand and dimmed the gas light in the hallway slightly. With this light, I saw that it was an admissions brochure.

“en?”

He suspects that he is dizzy, or that he is still awake.

A paper about the size of A4 in hand, outlines the shape of a parchment volume with silver borders, which is an admissions document for an institution of higher learning called "St. Byrons Comprehensive Academy". Except for the school emblem in the shape of a "chained book" directly above, there are not many patterns, and the printed text part occupies most of the paper.

St. Byron's Comprehensive Academy is not enrolling regular students, they are enrolling "correspondence" adult students.

In addition to this, the ten departments of the Academy are written on the paper, and the tuition fee, admission time, academic year, admission conditions and restrictions, and the recommendation system registration process are written. In these respects at least, this is just an ordinary school.

"But why don't you have the school's address?"

Shade asked for a long time, then surprised that he didn't ask the other person if he had a mental illness, but came to deliver it to a stranger early in the morning Admissions documents.

"Your observation is very sharp."

The psychiatrist outside the door praised, and then asked:
"Then, at least let me talk inside, please? Maybe I can answer your questions about the other you in your head."

The voice in his head didn't appear because he was mentioned, and Shade in the door opened his mouth and opened the door. .

A middle-aged doctor with a briefcase, wearing a brown coat, a small silk cap, and a pair of thick black boots are standing on the steps. Still a sleek moustache, with blue eyes that make people feel good:

"Don't forget your milk."

He points to the milk crate to the left of the door, accented. Standard, probably a native of Tobesque:
"The milkman just left when I came."

"Okay, please come in."

Shade hesitated, looked at the doctor, and tried his best to look kind. Picking up the key on the shoe cabinet to unlock the milk box, the psychiatrist followed Shade into the apartment door after he got the milk bottle.

He was also surprised by the sealed part of the first floor, but the doctor didn't say much, but went along the stairs to Room 1 on the second floor with the silent Shade.

Let the doctor wait for a while, Shade went back to the bedroom to change clothes, and then boiled hot water to entertain the guests. Although there was no food in the kitchen, at least there was black tea to entertain the client of the detective incident, otherwise Shade would have to use plain water to entertain the guests.

Everything was in order before the two sat down to talk.

The fabric sofa set in the living room is quite vintage, I don't know if it is an antique. Two long and two short, surrounded by wooden coffee tables from all sides, are very suitable for business negotiations with clients.

The doctor and Shade were sitting on the couch facing each other.

"You don't need to introduce yourself. First of all, I want you to trust me."

The mustache psychiatrist Schneider spoke first, thanking Shade for the black tea with a smile:
"This time, I'm really here for the Academy leaflet I just gave you. First, let me describe your current symptoms—"

"Wait a minute, are the symptoms related to the school?"

Shade asked, but there was already speculation in mind. He is not a "local", he has seen those crazy fantasies and is more comfortable with this situation. The "St. Byrons Comprehensive Academy" mentioned by the other party is probably a kind of school with Hogwarts.

"Sure, please listen to me. Mr. Shade Hamilton, can you hear another voice in your head?"

While Shade tried to control his expression, he never On the opposite side of Mr. Schneider's smile, he saw his failure.

The doctor added:

"Is that voice saying something unfathomable mystery? Also, is something helpful to you? He'll Whisper in your ear, Suddenly speaking when you don't expect it, but it's not malicious to you."

Shade knew that he couldn't hide it, so nodded.

"And, detective, your symptoms must have appeared within 72 hours."

"24 hours to be exact."

Shade said.

"That's even better, then we still have a lot of time, so it looks like a good luck. After all, the innate talent awakening time is 72 hours, so I have more time to explain the situation to you. "

Dr. Schneider said with a smile:

"The above symptoms are similar to the manifestations of schizophrenia, but they are not actually in my eyes."

He points to himself, blue eyes looking towards Shade, speaking very slowly:

"The existence of an 'other me' is a wonderful and dangerous innate talent for certain groups of people. No , it should be said that this is an Early-Stage performance of innate talent. If you can guide it, then you can see a more real world, a mysterious, dangerous world, if you don't guide it"

“ Ordinary?"

"No, it's worse."

The doctor shook his head:
"I don't want to deceive you, at least not now. Clearly, This is a sign of 'ring warlock' innate talent, a rare innate talent, you can treat it as a gift of fate or a curse of fate. As for 'ring warlock', it can be regarded as a special occupation, A profession that can use mysterious power. I hope you understand what I mean."

The doctor was deliberately observing Shade's expression, this era is still an era of ignorance, and people who believe in righteous gods generally do not accept "witchcraft" concepts like that. But luckily, just like the doctor's investigation, the detective on the other side had a brain problem a few days ago, and it was only due to the awakening of his innate talent that he returned to normal, so it was different from the views of normal citizens.

On the other hand, the speculation has been confirmed, and Shade is a little hesitant. He wanted to pretend to be surprised, because normal people are sure to be surprised, but at the moment, his heart is extraordinarily calm, even a little too calm. He thinks this may be the reason for the stress yesterday:

“ In other words, hearing a peculiar sound in the ear is actually some kind of system, the manifestation of the power system? Are there many people like this? It seems that some people see farther, and some listen more?"

Shade asked.

"Yes, 'I am you and you are me', every ring warlock is like that. If you succeed in becoming a ring warlock, then this voice will be with you and help you throughout your life. That voice is The other you, just with a different vision, will help you to contact this crazy and noisy world in a more real way, to touch the secret and weird. Knowledge, information and even words have dangerous power, and in the safe ordinary Outside the person world, we can't use our souls to directly approach those forces that can distort ourselves."

The doctor waited, giving Shade time to think:

"But the warlock innate talent The awakening time is very short, from the first murmuring in the ear to the complete disappearance of the voice, usually within 72 hours, and not every innate talent can hear the voice frequently and realize that the voice is not their own Thoughts. They'll just treat it as a hallucination, or have a problem with their ears.

So it's very difficult for Detective Shade Hamilton, whether it's the Big Three Academy or the church, to recruit and train new people. That's why I say we're all lucky."

(end of this chapter)