Brian opened his eyes again, in a hospital bed three days later. As soon as he came to his senses, he immediately anxiously grabbed his wife and mother, who were still crying, and asked with difficulty, "Children... Are the kids okay? ”

Markel wiped tears from her tears in horror and crossed her face: "What a blessing! The kids are all right! They only had some mild concussions, and now you're awake too, God forbid!"

"And what about Allen?"

"What? What about Allen's return? Mother asked eagerly.

"Scene—" Brian's mother's look puzzled him, and he turned his eyes to Marpel.

Behind her mother, Marpel shook her head at Brian and said, "The scene of the accident was just you, the two children, and a mother and daughter in the other car. You're not quite sane right now, can you talk about it later? ”

A mother and daughter? Alan not on site? Did he escape safely? Brian struggled to recall what had happened, but a severe headache caused him to fall asleep.

It was a month before Brian returned to school, but he couldn't concentrate on his work as before, and the headaches and hallucinations he had suffered from were constantly tormented. He has never been able to fully recall what happened on the day of the crash. He went to the police station to check the car accident records, and the report only read: On May 29, 2***, a landslide occurred, causing him to collide with a white BMW and roll off the cliff, killing a woman on the other side. The report, which is several thousand words long, says nothing about Allen and their being followed by several cars.

"How is this possible? Is everything my hallucination? ”

Brian's memories were like broken films, but the black car that had been overturned in the ditch and the figure of Alan standing in front of it were deeply imprinted in his mind. He felt guilty for the woman's death. This guilt and doubt kept him awake at night. At first, it was just insomnia, but as his memories became clearer, he began to hallucinate. He had inexplicably seen some white shadows, and as a physicist, he didn't believe that there were ghosts in this world anyway, so he didn't think that everything he saw was just an illusion. As time passed, some of the events that had happened that afternoon had not been forgotten, but had become clearer. But he immediately denied the authenticity of these images, "Superpowers? Crazy? What is the scientific basis? After so many years of physics, I learned it in vain! ”。

But the psychological defenses he had patched up with physics soon collapsed, and the apple that had been smashed on Newton's head was now in Brian's living room.

One day at dinner, he saw his son Ian lazily slumped on the couch, reaching for an apple while reading a book. The enchanted apple betrayed Newton's apple, and flew slowly from the low coffee table in the opposite direction to Ian's hanging hand above. Brian screamed, and Ian shook the apple and fell to the ground, and he looked at his frightened father in a daze, completely unsure of what he and the innocent apple were causing trouble.

Soon, this kind of thing that broke his bottom line also happened to Corona: when Corona lost her temper, some light things flew around inexplicably. He asked the two children, and they just shook their heads in confusion. Without an answer, Brian became more and more anxious, and eventually he had to tell Marpel, a doctor, about the unbearable situation. Marpel, a pediatrician who studied psychology at university, first judged that he was suffering from post-traumatic anxiety disorder based on his symptoms. She reassured her husband and persuaded him to see a psychiatrist. However, this offer was rejected by Brian. Because everything happened was so weird, he didn't know which part was true and what part was false, but at least Eren did come back, and there were indeed too many secrets in it. And what these secrets are, and whether they will endanger the safety of his family, these are all concerns of Brian. So Marpel persuaded him to visit another family in the tragedy of the car accident, so that he could at least face his guilt.

Soon after, on a day off, after getting the name and address of the other party at the police station, Marpel accompanied her husband to the high-rise Manhattan.

Marpel held Brian, who was cold in one hand, and rang the doorbell with the other. After a long wait, there was a noise at the door. The delicate silver-gray steel door opened, and the diminutive Bauer appeared before them, and the cry of a little girl could be heard from inside the room. The almost manic man questioned their intentions, and after knowing the identities of the Brians, he jumped up like a leopard and punched Brian. Brian sat on the ground, blood streaming from the corners of his mouth. Bauer's anger did not diminish in the slightest, and he roared: "Are you here to appreciate how my almost forty-year-old man lives a mess and how he is anxious to bring up children?!" ”

Brian stood up with Marpel's support and muttered in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Excuse me? Sorry can I save my child's mother? I'm sorry, can you give me back a healthy, happy child? Can I get my child out of the shadow of traumatic depression? Bauer sneered.

"Traumatic blues?" Marpel asked.

"Because of your negligence, this child is hallucinating, and shouting all day long that she sees some white ghost, and you have to look for Alan and Uncle Auston, and if you don't help her find it, she will cry and make trouble. What the fuck are these two people, and her mother and I have never known these two, and the police department can't find them."

"Alan and Auston! Alan was indeed at the scene when the crash happened! Not my hallucination! Brian's heart cried, "But how could this little girl know about Auston?" He hadn't even mentioned the name to Marpel. Before Ball could finish speaking, Brian grabbed Ball's shoulders with both hands: "Let me meet the child, meet the child." ”

Bauer shook him off in disgust and turned to close the door: "Get out of here!" I don't want an executioner who killed my wife in front of my children! ”

Brian tried to reach for the door, but before he could do anything, Ball was automatically ejected. For a moment, the three of them were stunned, and when they were arguing just now, they didn't find a little girl of about six or seven years old, who was wearing pajamas and dresses, standing in the corner of the entrance hall from a distance and watching them from a distance.

The girl tilted her head back, her big eyes full of aura hiding in her messy reddish-brown curls, and she whispered, "Uncle Brian! ”

Everyone turned around, and Brian was extremely surprised: "You know me?" ”

"Go back! Cicely. Bauer got up from the ground and yelled angrily.

"It's not Uncle Brian's fault, Uncle Alan said he was sorry for his mother and couldn't save his mother, but he will always be with his mother." Ciceli turned to Brian, "Uncle Brian, I saw you in my dreams, in that white light, and I heard Uncle Allen call you that. He also told me to make sure I told you Uncle Aston's phone number. ”

The white light? In an instant, Brian recalls it all: after the car rolls off a cliff, he watches in despair as the two children fly out of the skylight, the rubble rushes in, and he falls into the darkness... In a trance, he lost the concept of time, until the white light that made him feel peaceful and peaceful appeared. He was almost about to follow the white light, but Allen's voice woke him up, and he saw blue shadows similar to him swaying around him, and his intuition made him realize that Ian and Corona were among them. He tried to grab the two children, but the fog around him made him discerning, and he cried out, but his throat seemed to be choked with cotton wool, and he couldn't make any sound. He was chaotic and anxious, and Allen's voice was the only lifeline: "Brother! You're going to be okay! Wait for me! I'll send the kids out first. ”

The white mist twisted into a dazzling vortex like a liquid, and a powerful and bright blue light grabbed the two weak blue dots, and the vortex vibrate, and the two weak blue lights were pushed out of the vortex. The bright blue light remained in the fog, but its intensity gradually diminished. When the blue light approached Brian, Brian vaguely saw Allen in the blue light...