"There's no moon, are you sure?" I don't rule out the possibility of not seeing it, but the probability of not seeing such a large celestial body is too small.

Grimm didn't answer immediately, but thought about it again, looking for the window in the dream, remembering the world he had glimpsed into it, dominated by the pouring rain, and it was probably impossible to see any moon in such weather.

"Nope." He affirmed, "It rained heavily, and I haven't seen that level of rain in many years in Dunling. ”

"It shouldn't be."

"Why shouldn't it?" The priest felt that this man was much more chattering than his own gods, and that the clergy had the power to interpret dreams at most, but this man could still care about the weather in his dreams.

That's of course because of the wealth of practical experience. Kraft couldn't answer that, but he was sure he hadn't encountered a change in weather on that side in his past experience.

I have the impression that no one is in port or Westminster, and the deep zone always maintains a faded oil painting-like calm until the real danger appears, and that calmness has almost become the default rule, like a wax figure shaped by a real person, no matter how realistic, it will not move.

Not to mention Westminster, which has a similar climate, is in the port of Wenden on the coast, and there is no trace of weather changes after passing by.

As for Dunling, he knew very well that the situation here was complicated and fatal, and there was no need to go down and take risks, so he hadn't experienced it himself.

But someone went for him.

He distinctly remembered that in the pagan den of Westminburg, he had obtained a manuscript that was highly suspected to belong to Edward, the author of The Anatomy of the Human Body, and that the speckled piece of paper was still in his possession.

It is a good representation of how the recorder was locked by the creeping creatures in the depths, and how he happened to be buffered by the terrain and returned to the world looking directly at the celestial bodies overhead.

Finally, there is Edward's characteristic cervical marker, which is very credible.

Considering that the manuscript also mentions that the compilation of the monograph was compiled, it can be inferred that the time should be around the time when the "Human Structure" was written.

The completion and dissemination of "Human Structure" is basically recognized as being in Dunling, and the author is also considered to be a native of Dunling. It is entirely surmising, then, that during the completion of the manuscript, the depths of Dunling, as in other places, were free of weather changes.

But if the deep creatures dragged people through, it would be a rainy day, and the outcome would have been very different.

Kraft wasn't sure if Green's situation was what he knew, or if it was just some kind of PTSD.

"It has been documented that it will not rain in such dreams in the Dunling area."

"Literature? What literature? ”

"Unique, non-public information, and it is a case report, which is more empirical." Kraft explained that the people in the Inquisition didn't know that this thing was good for everyone, "just for reference." ”

"How long ago did you write this?"

"Well, fifty or sixty years." It is still sloppy to see a doctor according to a record from more than half a century ago, and the best thing to do is to go down and see for yourself.

The problem is that he doesn't want to go down, and the act of going down is itself a chronic suicide, and if the situation is not right, it will become a real suicide.

Kraft was undecided, after such a long time, there could have been any changes, or maybe the manuscript was written during the period of weather stability in the depths of Dunling.

The compromise was to leave Tunling for a while and find a place far enough away to see if there was any change.

"By the way, there's one more thing." Green took the pot rack down from the fire, wrapped the handle in a damp cloth, filled the three empty cups with hot water, and motioned to Vardine to close the door, "There is a monk, named Sandor, you probably don't know his name, but you have seen him, and you have come back with you before." ”

"What's wrong with him, is he dreaming too?"

"Perhaps, it's hard to say if it was worse." Blowing away the foam floating on the surface of the tea, Green took a sip of the hot tea, the hot liquid bringing him some stinging warmth and driving away some of the damp atmosphere of last night.

"Drinking water that is too hot is not good for the mouth and esophagus." Kraft frowned and reminded habitually.

Green froze, the tea was not swallowed in his mouth, and it was not spit out.

"Frequent scalding of the mucous membranes may increase the probability of esophageal cancer, sorry, the profession is used to, you continue."

"He came to me last night, and he looked a lot like the heathen after getting up close and personal with the thing in the mausoleum."

"Did you have it before?"

"No, I'm not sure, we're temporarily confined to going out, and I hardly see him except for praying every day." Green was very confused about this, like a family member who had just been discharged from the hospital and found that the patient had started to have a fever and cough again.

I couldn't understand what was wrong, so I simply called the doctor to take a look.

"Shouldn't it be that things get better when you stay away from those things?"

"It's not reasonable." According to his behavior in the mausoleum at the time, after detaching from the source of influence, the monk with abnormal cognition recovered quickly.

Under normal course, they should gradually get better until the scab heals and becomes a mental scar that they dare not touch.

"Can you leave Dunling, I suggest finding a place far enough away as soon as possible to observe the changes in the condition, preferably in a better environment." At this time, empiric treatment can be tried, and it is always not wrong to distance yourself from the possible causative factors.

The Cathedral of Our Lady is still not far enough from the Knights' Island Mausoleum, and perhaps it still has the ability to influence more sensitive individuals at this distance.

Changing to a place with a better natural environment can also help to get away from the oppressive atmosphere of Dunling, which is good for mental illness.

"That's what we did, Brother Sandor has been brought under control and will be sent to a monastery in the near future where he will be treated." Confirmed by professionals, the priest was somewhat relieved.

"But I can't go over yet, and if this happens, there's more trouble to deal with."

"Can't help it?"

Green's attitude was resolute, which in the doctor's opinion was typical of when he felt that his condition was not serious, "There was a lot to do. ”

"Well, stay in close contact." Kraft knew he couldn't be persuaded to stay where he could help, "Any other information?" For example, what did the monk say? ”

Speaking of this, the gloom in Green's body was a little stronger.

"It's much the same as the pagans say, the door, the end of the suffering, more people, and what's 'here it comes' and whatever, eager to send the whole city to hell to satisfy the insatiable appetite of the wicked."

"It sucks."

"Isn't it?" Green shook his head and sighed, even though those who wavered seemed to him to have problems of weak will and deviant faith, but every loss was still extremely painful.

He fell silent, silently drinking his cooled tea, while Kraft pondered something else.

When the observed phenomenon does not correspond to the theory, there are two possibilities, one is that the theory is imperfect, and the other is that the observation itself has limitations.

In general, Kraft prefers to have flawed theories derived from previous experience, and tries to adapt to the original foundation.

However, it is also necessary to consider other circumstances.

It seems that they have moved away from the source of the influence, but is it possible that it is not their problem, but that something is really approaching? On another level?

What does it mean if it does rain over there?

He remembered the notes he had taken in the mausoleum, and he remembered the man who had heard some kind of voice on a rainy day.

"Green, have you had auditory hallucinations lately?"

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