Green's condition suddenly deteriorated, like a fire swinging without wind, and a gloomy shadow caused by the gloomy light on a rainy day covering his face. Although he concealed this well and quickly adjusted, the subtle changes did not escape Kraft.
observation.
So the answer is yes, those voices have found him.
"It seems the situation is more complicated than I thought." The doctor changed his sitting posture, "Can you tell me what it is like?"
Green was holding hot tea, his eyes wandering behind the mist, and his focus moved around the room.
Clean cabinets, corners away from the windows, and slightly wider brick gaps on the wall are all places that can be seen at a glance. Perhaps the only thing they have in common is that they all become places where something is hidden subconsciously.
"It's almost the same as what was described in the brochure." It can be noticed that the priest is deliberately restraining the urge to distract, and the result of the training of conditioned reflexes is that he can never relax and is always prepared for something to appear from any angle.
React.
"But the experience I encountered was far worse than described."
"How to say?"
"A voice, but far more than that. A simple voice cannot drive people crazy. You can clearly feel its presence, a very weird feeling, as if there is a person somewhere, or something similar to a person.
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"Then there's the sound. It's quite clear. You can tell it's a human voice, at least intuitively."
"Do you think it has meaning? Could it be a language?"
"Unlikely, the timbre and pronunciation are different every time, very vague." The tea finally cooled down a little, the mist was dissipating, but the fog in Green's eyes was far from dissipating, "But it is directional, you can feel it.
What comes to you is the vibration on an invisible rope, coming from the other end."
Kraft pointed out the contradiction: "You say it is clear and you say it is vague?"
"What is clear is the sound, what is vague is the meaning. Yes, what is the meaning..." The fog in the priest's eyes gradually turned into a look of thought.
He looked as if he had stuck his upper body into the mouth of the well, heard a signal below that was not an echo, and subconsciously continued to lean in, trying to figure out what it was.
"Stop, stop, why don't you stop thinking about it first." Kraft wasn't going to let him go in. Most of the time, he wouldn't get the answer. The few cases where he really wondered what was going on would only make things worse.
"My suggestion now is to immediately grab your ID and money bag, pack a few sets of clean clothes, go downstairs and take the side door. The carriage that brought me here is still there. Get on it and find a high ground to live in the suburbs.
Stay there until there is no sound anymore."
"Escape is not a virtue." This is obviously not a constructive opinion and does not meet the expectations of professional standards.
"I don't think it's brave to face being sick, right?"
From Kraft's point of view, the deep-seated effects actually have something in common with many diseases, and tertiary prevention will never go out of style.
The first level is to stay away from risk factors and prevent the occurrence; the second level is to "early detection, early diagnosis, and early treatment" in the preclinical stage to curb the progression.
Green currently belongs to the second stage, and early diagnosis can be made: there is a clear history of exposure, and the symptoms are not typical but basically consistent.
Early treatment is often very simple, and the trend can be reversed without the need for strong medication. However, because of its simplicity, it is often underestimated and the disease is allowed to progress.
For example, people like Green are a little scared. When they really want to take measures, they will immediately tell themselves things like, "In the final analysis, it's just auditory hallucinations," "It's just a few dreams," "It's not like they haven't faced entities directly."
excuse.
So it was pushed to the third level, and the clinical course has entered. In order to prevent it from entering an irreversible vicious circle, thunderous measures are inevitable.
So he sincerely suggested: "Really, just try it for a few days first, make a note of it when you hear the sound, and then count the number of times every day. If there is a downward trend, it means I am right."
Kraft held the tea cup and looked at Green, hoping that he could see his sincerity.
The two parties have been cooperating for a long time, and it can be considered a friendship of fighting side by side; on the one hand, he does not want the other party to suffer any irreversible mental or physical damage due to completely avoidable reasons.
On the other hand, he will still be the one to take action at that time. Even if it is to avoid increasing the workload and shortening the life expectancy, he should give more advice.
"Seriously, I think it's worth considering. You've done enough, just treat it as a rare rest day. Even if Heavenly Father created the world, he would have a rest day." Wading was persuaded first, but he was even more
Knowing that it was impossible for Green to leave everything behind, "I will send new documents over every day."
"This is indeed a solution, but we have to trouble Wadin." Under the pressure of his friends and Kraft, the priest finally wavered. "I have to explain to my superiors why I have to leave the city during the restricted movement period."
"I am glad to."
Wadding's face said "If you are willing to give up temporarily and continue to waste time with these things, I can save it from so much trouble", but he wisely did not mention it. The two maintained a surprisingly tacit understanding and sent Green out first.
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"But..." Seeing that things were about to succeed, Green had another turning point.
"There is no but, the most important thing now is to deal with your condition. Putting a mentally ill priest in the post is also disrespectful to Heavenly Father." Kraft tried to interrupt him from the church's perspective.
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant." Green drank all the water in the glass, "I have an idea."
"Professor Kraft, you think the distance may be too close and that thing is still exerting an influence on us, is that true?"
"That's right."
"You gave me a small bottle before, which contained... yes, it's called 'black salt'. It will melt when something like that comes close." The priest opened up a certain idea, opened the drawer, and opened the drawer from the top.
Cut out a small sealed metal bottle with wax glued on top.
"Since that thing can already affect people, can it affect black salt at this distance?"
"Ah?" Kraft almost forgot about this thing. After all, actual combat has proved that the effect is extremely limited. When he remembers it and shakes it and hears obvious melting, he can find the problem without using it.
He was really stunned, like being asked by a patient from an angle that he had never thought of during ward rounds. He was trying hard to organize the information in his mind to organize an answer, "Theoretically... I'm not sure about the dark side."
Are the effects of salt the same as those on people?"
"Even if they belong to the same species, the impact on people's spirits should be far less than the power to create unnatural phenomena. The changes in black salt may not be enough to make the sound of shaking the bottle different."
"So is there a way to observe such subtle changes?" Green, as a layman, put forward new functional requirements, "so that we may be able to directly 'see' its impact?"