The human body.

Fragility and sickness are spiritual shackles!

Come on

Come on

Join this carnival party and I grant you eternal freedom!

"Ho-ho!"

……

"Hmm..."

Dean grunted and woke up from the nightmare.

A faint white light rose.

He blinked vigorously, and his blurred vision quickly became clear, and the white wall and the wall clock on the wall came into view.

The smell of disinfectant water filled the air.

"I'm here... Lying in the hospital again? ”

Dean raised his hand, saw two white bandages, tried to move his back and waist to sit up from the hospital bed, and suddenly the sting of the blade, the burning pain of the flames, and the soreness deep in the bones of the exertion, as if a thousand knives were cutting his flesh at the same time.

There is no place in the body that does not hurt.

Dean gasped in pain. He remembered that he had been severely beaten by the ghost Alexander Raphael.

"Medium-difficulty events, really perverted, there are supernatural elements, and the risk of death is huge."

This time, if he hadn't gotten the "Sleepless Warrior Board" in advance and made a lot of arrangements for the ghost's weaknesses, he would have died.

"That's a long night's sleep, man."

A faint joke sounded, and a high-spirited Holden Ford in a black suit appeared on the right side of the hospital bed, his handsome face with an annoying playful smile, but he looked very good, as if he had met some great event.

"How long have I been lying down?" Dean felt a chill in his head, and reached out to touch the bare patch, with bandages wrapped around his hands.

"It's longer than the last time Lake Mead, three days, and I almost thought you wouldn't wake up... Don't touch it, your hair is burnt, so you naturally have to shave it off, but you are young and resilient, and you can grow it back completely in a month or two. ”

"Hmm... Where's Alvin? I rescued him, is he still alive? Dean asked nervously,

"Do you still have the energy to care about others? Take care of yourself. Holden said helplessly and admiringly, "Do you know how dangerous this time is?" Broken ribs, stabbed three times in the back, one of which grazed the heart, a few centimeters more than a few centimeters, and you're now lying in the morgue. ”

"There are several burns on the hands, back, and left leg, although they are protected by a padded jacket and are not too serious, but they will leave ugly scars after healing." Holden looked sorry for him, and he saw a beautiful work of art with a few more flaws. "It's going to be hard to find a girlfriend in the future."

Di An's head tightened, and he quickly touched his face.

Fortunately, it is still smooth and delicate, and the bloody wound near the cheekbone has long healed and is almost untouchable.

It's okay not to be disfigured.

A few more small scars on a man's body are nothing more than a medal of honor.

"For the next month, you're going to lie in the hospital and don't go anywhere." Holden commanded, half-concernedly,

So troublesome.

Dean frowned,

"Recuperate, recuperate, Alvin, what the hell is going on, don't sell it to me."

Event-Brother's progress is stuck at ninety-five percent, but strangely, it has neither failed nor completed, which makes him have a sense of anticipation.

"Tell me the truth first." Holden sat down on the edge of the bed, picked up the teardrop-shaped board from the bedside table on the left side, and rubbed it in his palm, "What the hell are you and Alvin doing in house 369, burning a good house to the ground... It took me a lot of words to get you through the Henderson police cross-examination. ”

"You're lucky, that house was originally Panon's legacy to Alvin, otherwise, you should be prepared to compensate for the losses in the next few years."

Dean realized that reality is not a magic movie, and he can still become a hero after burning the house to exorcise demons, pat his ass and leave.

There are consequences for all their actions.

Dean breathed a sigh of relief and snatched the board from the other party's hand.

"If you really want to tell the truth, then I'll tell you that after receiving the guidance of Lady Marlene Daly, Alvin and I performed a second psychic ritual in the house, and successfully summoned the ghost of Alexander Raphael."

Dean looked up, ready to take on a storm of criticism from the determined scient.

But this time, Holden, uncharacteristically, did not raise any questions,

"And then what happened between you and Alexander's ghost?"

Dean didn't hide it either, omitting the details of using the board to deliver the final blow, and retold the rest of the story basically as it was.

Holden nodded from time to time.

"I also found some evidence on my trip to Alexandria's hometown... This old thing has been gathering information from Panon, preparing cruel rituals... And the remains of Panon were found in the ruins of the fire, these are important evidence of conviction, and he can't escape!"

There was a strange light in Holden's eyes, as if he had seen some incredible miracle,

"But I can't figure it out, what exactly did Alvin go through in the house?"

Dean paid attention to the other party's expression and realized something, "So he's not dead, is he?" ”

"He's alive and well." Holden got up and took a deep breath, "And not as unlucky as you, except for a slight burn on his skin, a 'high-temperature hair removal' all over his body, a slight fracture of the bridge of his nose, and an injury to his right ankle, he is very healthy, and his physical condition exceeds 90% of middle-aged men." ”

The effort was not in vain!

Dean clenched his fists excitedly, grinning in pain, and the smile on his face turned to surprise,

"Wait, you're saying he's healthier than most middle-aged men? How was that possible, I remember him on fire. And isn't he already terminally ill of cancer? Even if you are lucky enough to survive the fire, your days are numbered. ”

"I didn't believe in this conclusion in the first place, and even Alvin himself couldn't accept it." "So we asked the doctor to do it several times." It turned out that he could not find a single sign of cancer cells in his body, and he was 'cleaner' than many young people. ”

Holden's face was complicated with emotion,

"He's completely healthy and has at least another twenty or thirty years to live."

Dean opened his mouth and looked out the window at the night sky, not speaking for a long time.

A cancer patient was not only not killed, but also cured.

When did the Flame of Danger become the Divine Fire of Healing?

This sounds like a lie made up by God to deceive believers.

"To be honest, I don't know if I should believe the superstitions of you two right now, but it's a medical miracle." Holden's face was confused for a moment, and he immediately regained his shrewdness, "Since you have woken up, I will call Alvin in, and you can talk to him personally." ”

Dean was a little puzzled.

After spending a long time talking about it, Holden still regarded everything as superstition.

Why is it as if such a well-informed FBI has never seen a supernatural event, and he has been involved in two cases in just two months.

This doesn't make sense.

"By the way, Dean, I have to say thank you. You burned down a house, but you found the charred corpse of Panon, and the evidence I gathered from my hometown in Alexandria, pretty much points to this old thing... Most crucially, Alvin also agreed to return to Compton as a witness, and the Blood Gang case was settled. ”

Holden gave him a thumbs up,

"You two crazy actions to solve two unsolved cases, well done!"

"I've done a good job, so I'll be reimbursed for the cost of the operation." Dean made a decisive request,

"What? I can't hear clearly. ”

"Listen, Holden, my thousand dollars must be reimbursed."

"I remember, I'll bring you a hot dog with fried onions tomorrow morning."

Holden strode out the door.

Shet!

Dean gave his middle finger at his back and smiled.

The results seem to be not bad.

……

Alvin clasped his hands on his knees, sitting in a daze on the chair next to the hospital bed, dressed in a hospital gown, with a shiny bald head, not even an eyebrow, looking a little funny, but with a touch of healthy blood than before, no longer morbidly pale.

Aside from a cast on his right ankle and a faint redness on the bridge of his nose and neck, the injuries were much less severe than Dean's.

In addition, he has an impressive and unique temperament -

Escaping from the clutches of the Grim Reaper, he is favored by Lady Luck.

"So, what's going on in the attic?"

"Dean... Unlike you, Holden, we have experienced life and death together, so I won't hide it from you. Alvin patted his lid and sighed, "I saw the ghost of Panon in the attic. ”

Dean glanced at the system, and the progress of the investigation began to slowly increase, and his mood suddenly jumped.

Is it now a witness to their end?

"That old thing carved horrible black runes into the skin of Panon's corpse, and sealed him in the black mud bed of the attic to control its ghost." A hint of hatred flashed in Alvin's cloudy eyes,

"So the person we're looking for has been hiding under our noses?" Dean looked stunned, "I should have broken that bed a long time ago, and I wouldn't have had so much trouble in the back!" ”

"No, man, you've done enough, you've done me a great favor," Alvin looked grateful, "and if you hadn't wreaked a blow to Alexander down there, I would have died at the hands of Parnon." ”

Alvin suddenly lowered his head, his hands clenched into fists,

"When he came to his senses, I learned that, despite the passage of more than twenty years, my stupid brother Panon never blamed me for abandoning his ugliness, and that he had been waiting for me in the house..."

Alvin clenched his knees and gritted his teeth, "I'm too late... It's too late. ”

"Man, don't beat yourself up, anyway, you saw Panon at the last minute to reunite him with his loved ones."

Dean looked at ninety-eight percent of the progress,

"And I have avenged you, Alexander Raphael's evil soul has been scattered!"

There was a brief silence in the room, and only the sound of breathing could be heard.

"To get back to the point, I remember that you were on fire all over your body at the time, why didn't you get hurt at all?" Dean asked,

"I don't know, but I remember how I felt..."Alvin looked up at the white ceiling and blinked in confusion, "There was fire and smoke everywhere, I was holding Panon and waiting to die, a burning pillar fell, I was smashed, my eyes were black, and I fell into a strange state. ”

"I couldn't see anything, I felt as if I was unconscious, but I could clearly feel the flames burning quietly between my skin and my internal organs."

"Oh? Let's be specific. Dean's face straightened, and his ears pricked up,

Alvin's blue eyes suddenly bloomed with a strange look, and there was a touch of power in his voice that touched people's hearts.

"At that moment, when I was in flames, something was squeezing my brain."

"It's a chaotic consciousness between death and survival."

"I could feel my body melting."

"It was as if I had melted into a mass of liquid, and flowed into another place beneath the flames, hidden deep and covered in vibrant green,"

"The air smells of rich earth, and the leaves and shrubs sway with a fresh fragrance..."

Dean gave Alvin a strange look, was this a hallucination before death?

How can you see a forest in the midst of flames?

"This place under the flames makes me feel very warm and intimate, like home, like my final home."

"My brother Panon beckons to me between vines, green leaves, and wicker." The corners of Alvin's mouth are slightly curved,

"I could feel him hugging me with open arms."

"I even felt a trace of our father and mother, David and my mother, who had never met before, standing beside him."

Alvin looked into the void and stated emotionally, sharing joy and excitement,

"They're all in that forest under the flames, and if I let go and get closer, I, my parents, my brothers, all four of us will go into that forest."

"In the end, it became one, all the time, wrapped in the care and affection of the family."

"I was tired for a long time, I was waiting for relief, so I did it, I let go, I said, 'Come on, take me.'"

The voice paused suddenly,

"And then I woke up."

Alvin at the bedside covered his mouth and sobbed silently, as if he had lost the whole world.

"I can still feel that David, Panon, and Mom are still in that forest, and they care and love me more than ever."

"But I promised... No more leaving Panon... I didn't do it..."

Dean looked at his companion with a shrug shoulder, and wanted to reach out and pat him on the shoulder.

But his bandaged hands were out of reach.

In the end, he could only raise the board and glance at the other party, confirm that there was no abnormality, and reminisce about the mysterious story just now.

There is only one possibility for Alvin to survive.

The ghost of his brother Panon, who suffers from autism, chose to sacrifice himself between life and death to protect his brother, Alvin, who had been separated for more than 20 years.

It's like standing in front of my brother in front of a speeding car.

This time, Panon stood in front of him again, shielding him from the fire and coincidentally curing him of his terminal illness.

Panon himself turned into ashes?

Or really go to the flames, that incredible forest?

Di'an was born with a wonderful feeling.

Is Alvin's experience a unique near-death experience, or is there such a magical place?

Another space, latitude?

A forest full of life, like paradise.

The departed family members, the ghosts of the dead live there.

Dean couldn't be sure, lost in thought.

But at this moment, after listening to this story.

The progress of the investigation is finally full.

A hint flashed in front of my eyes—

"You witnessed the end of brothers Alvin Garcia and Panon Garcia."

"The progress of the event is 100 percent."

"You can withdraw your rewards at any time."

……

"Damn it's me... It should have been me who died..."

Alvin murmured,

"Hey, man, don't you understand, it's not that you broke your promise, it's Panon who took the initiative to push you away." Dean advised, "If you think about it, your survival from a terrible fire and your recovery from illness and health are not the last gift your family will leave you." ”

"I'm 100 percent sure," Dean looked him in the eye, "they all want you to start a new life and live decently, healthily, and happily." ”

"Finally, when you are old, leave this world, go to 'that forest' to reunite with them, and share all the joy and happiness you have gained from your new life in the future with your relatives."

"Panon saved me? Share joy and happiness? ”

Alvin pondered this sentence repeatedly, and suddenly there was a hint of brightness in his eyes, and he said to himself,

"I want to live well and see them in the future so that I can share joy and happiness."

Dean nodded.

His companion found a new purpose, regained hope, and felt as if healed.

The strong psychological pressure of the battle with Alexander Raphael was also greatly alleviated.

"What's next for you?"

"It's my turn to fulfill my promise, I'm going to accompany Holden to Compton to testify against the criminals of the Blood Gang."

Alvin's eyes became firm,

"And then find a way to rebuild my home on the burned rubble, Holden said Panon's bank account has a lot of money left."

"As long as I pay off the property and property tax arrears and pay the inheritance tax, I can own it again."

"Congratulations, make good use of the start-up capital for your new life!" Dean smiled with relief, picked up an apple and took a bite, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

The bitterness and sadness of the past disappeared in this moment.

Dean groaned,

"I have one more question. Since Alexander killed Panon first, who killed this old fellow? Do you have a clue? ”

Alvin rubbed his temples and thought hard for a while, and then suddenly,

"When I woke up this time, I had a lot of unfamiliar memories in my head."

"So amazing?"

"Well, it's so bizarre that I didn't tell Holden - the ghost of Panon saw the murderer, and he suddenly pushed open the door to Room 369 one night two years ago."

"Alexander was tormenting the ghost of Panon in the living room at that time, and he didn't have time to react, and the whole person seemed to be immobilized, and he didn't move."

Alvin looked at the void as if there was a book written there,

"The man stood in the doorway, and without stepping into the door, without making any movement, Alexander's neck was instantly bent a hundred and eighty degrees, and his two nerves and flesh flew out of their sockets and into the man's palms." Alvin's voice trembled, "The process of that man's killing took less than five seconds, and it was as easy as crushing an ant. ”

"Wait, you're sure the killer broke Alexander's neck from a distance and took out two eyeballs out of thin air."

"That's right! He took the bloody eyeballs and closed the door and left, leaving no trace. ”

"And after the death of Alexander Raphael, the slab in the attic lost its owner, sucked his and Panon's souls into it, and sealed it for two whole years."

"Until we summoned them together."

"I also learned now that I had nightmares in the house, and that it was Panon who warned me to leave immediately through the telepathy between my brothers. But he was under Alexander's control, and he couldn't express it clearly. ”

"By the way, this board in your hand is a 'magic weapon' that Alexander regards as life, and it has all kinds of special effects against ghosts."

……

"I see, all the doubts make sense." Dean tugged the loot board into his arms and figured out a timeline in his mind.

Five years ago, Alexander killed Pannon, manipulating his ghost.

Two years ago, Alexander was killed by an alien superpower, and he became a ghost himself, and was sealed in a puppet along with Panon.

"What does the murderer look like?"

"Medium-sized, dark-haired, full of beard and illegible, dressed in tatters and scruff, a street bumper like I used to," a hint of fear flashed in Alvin's eyes, and his lips trembled just by telling it, "he only had one eye intact and a black patch on the other. ”

"A superpowered vagabond with the strength to crush Alexander with ease?"

A strong sense of familiarity rose in Di'an's head, as if he had seen this guy.

"Man, I think you'd better not pursue it any further, and don't tell Holden the truth." Alvin said with a solemn face, "That guy is dangerous, I can feel from my memory that the power he wields is even more incredible, powerful, and mysterious than that of the psychic master!" ”

"I remember!"

Dean suddenly slapped his knee and gasped in pain,

"One-eyed tramp, isn't that Tem?"

Tyme –

A little over a month ago, he haunted the Balcadisco Ballroom and provided Dean with a crucial clue that led him to stab Bob Lowe!

But when Dean searched again, he couldn't find anyone.

"Tim is a powerful superpower, and it's a coincidence that I'm intersecting with him again."

"You know?" Alvin asked.

"I've met once, we've talked, and I feel, just feel, that he's not like a cruel killer." Dean muttered to himself in confusion, "Why did he kill Alexander?" ”

"There's a snippet in my head that Tim muttered before leaving," Alvin recalled, "'Another Sleepless,' yes, the Sleepless." ”

"The Sleepless?" Dean thought of the same markings on the wooden box and the board, and the pale eyes.

Another one? That's more than one.

So the Sleepless is an organization, a supernatural force made up of insane people who can't sleep.

His mind raced.

The organization had absorbed people like Alexander, and it was decidedly less decent.

And the homeless man Tim is like fire and water with them, hunting this group of people, and represents another force, or is he a lone ranger with a sense of justice?

……

The more you ponder.

Dean felt a chill in his back.

The water in this world was deeper than he had imagined.

Everyman.

A psychic ghost.

A superpowered person with a different stance and a hidden position.

Possible forces.

His fledgling martial arts, shooting, and shadows of the past are simply not enough to see.

……

"Tym has already paid attention to me, but there is no malice, otherwise he should have done it a long time ago with his strength."

Dean suddenly remembered the words left in the back alley of the dance hall after Taim disappeared-

"The darkness prefers aliens, hide it, don't get too close to it, be careful that there are no bones."

"He's reminding me to be careful, and now look, this darkness refers to some dangerous supernatural thing."

"But how can I be careful? I'm too weak to do anything but watch. ”

Dean didn't understand, and he didn't plan to eagerly follow Tym's footsteps, the only thing he could do was to take advantage of the system's events.

Wait until you have a certain amount of self-preservation, and then really enter this mysterious world to find out.

"Alvin, let's be here tonight, I'll have to sort out the thoughts in my head. By the way, don't talk about the topic you just discussed, understand? ”

"Don't worry, I understand, remember to call me if you need anything."