In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 938: Explore Schiller’s past journey (Part 1)

"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. This is a very small bedroom. The bed in the bedroom was converted from a crib. It seems that the young Schiller spent a lot of time sleeping alone in this room. Long, it should be just separated from the mother to sleep by herself.

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

He put his finger 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 is a huge solid wood wardrobe, which looks like a handmade product of the previous era. There are some cartoon stickers on the door, and the height should be pasted by the young Schiller.

Stark looked left and right, 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. Coupled with Schiller's complete silence, it was difficult to find that there was a child in the cabinet.

After observing for a long time, there was no other clue. 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 stood before. Stark stood up, took two steps back, turned and walked to the bedroom door, I looked at where I was standing, and there was nothing unusual there.

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

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 in front of the sofa was pulled out. Wrinkled, Steve, who followed, shrugged his nose and said:

"Do 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 premonition. After Steve moved the coffee table away, Stark Tucker flipped the rug back.

There's blood all over there.

This carpet looks perfectly fine on the surface, but when it is lifted up, there is a large round dark blood stain underneath, which seems to have dried up for a long time, but still has a peculiar smell.

In an instant, Stark turned his head and set his sights 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 turned slightly white. Obviously, the answer he guessed made him feel a little suffocated.

Steve looked down at the bloodstain, 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, he 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. He just kept staring at that point, as if he was concentrating on something. Steve took a deep breath, and he He turned his head when he heard footsteps behind him, 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 consciousness space, so I understand that some things in the consciousness space are not what they seem , but symbolic."

Steve turned his head, looked at the pool of blood under the carpet, and said, "I'm sure, it's human blood, but blood from any human will not appear in such a regular circular shape. , and it happened to be blocked by the carpet, which may indicate..."

Steve's tone sank: "... There was a tragedy here."

"In the psychology books I have read, it was mentioned that when people remember something, they will instinctively grab the stimulus point. Perhaps, Schiller, who witnessed a certain tragedy, is precisely He was stimulated by blood and the smell of blood, so 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 found out his autism very early. This disease, and actively treat him.”

"Schiller has received sensory integration training for a long time. The training lasted for at least two years. In the latter part of the training, he has almost recovered, at least he has recovered most of his language ability."

"However, maybe in the month when the medical record was interrupted..." Stark pursed his lips, his tone slowed down, and it sounded like 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 everything outside through the crack of the cabinet door. He said: "His parents have been professionally trained, and it is impossible to wait until the other party rushes into the house to find out. Abnormal, maybe when the other party came downstairs or rushed into the corridor, he already knew that he had 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, 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 will let him hide in the biggest closet in the house, and more importantly..."

When Stark said this, there was already a bit of empathetic panting in his tone. He and Steve were staring at the gap in the wardrobe. The mother in the group photo of the three of them squatted outside the cabinet, looking at his child through the gap, and screamed like dying:

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

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 out Another personality, used to escape childhood trauma..."

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

Stark was in front, and Steve was in the back. The two walked out of the room, and after returning to the corridor, the mood of the two of them 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. , Everyone talked and laughed together, and didn't think there was anything special.

But in many cases, there is only harm when there is a comparison. Stark's parents died unexpectedly, and he felt very miserable. It was 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 may not have spoken a few words to his parents~IndoMTL.com~Parents It has been brutally murdered.

Moreover, Stark feels that he has not faced the scene of his parents' death, otherwise, he does not know whether he will use split personality to escape reality like Schiller.

Thinking of this, Stark quickened his pace, he came to the stairs, and then 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 out? If The handle and lock of the door are special, which means there may be someone inside, and this..."

Stark looked at the doorknob, which was a very ordinary knob, 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 in it." personality, probably a place where he stores other things.”

"That is to say, we have to find a place with a special doorknob to find the rest of his personality?"

"Yes, next, you go to the third floor, I go to the fourth floor, and we will meet again after we find the special door handle."

After speaking, the two began to split up. Steve was in charge of odd-numbered floors, and Stark was in charge of even-numbered floors. The two searched for a long time like this. In the end, Stark found a special place on the tenth floor. , he stood by the railing of the patio, waving 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. There were three large characters written on it:

"Crazy Asylum".