In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 268: Layers of Fear (Medium)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

The cold wind howls above Gotham City, and what is faster than the wind is Bruce who is running for his life in the black rainy night.

A deformed monster was chasing after him. It was a spider-like monster with extremely slender limbs. More importantly, this monster had the face of Alfred, and one of his arms There is also a cup of hot milk on the table.

Alfred's voice came from behind the constant screams, and it became strange and shrill: "Master, you can only sleep after drinking milk, have you forgotten?!"

"You are not a good boy!!" Alfred's face became more and more distorted. He waved his limbs several meters long and crawled on the ground, like a huge arthropod. His head rotated 180 degrees , Keep shouting in the mouth: "Good boy must drink milk before going to sleep!!!"

Bruce ran forward while recalling what happened a few minutes ago.

After discovering the globe and the note, he is attacked again by the clown under the bed, and sits up again.

Undoubtedly, he has more clues, the globe? Bruce thought, what would a spinning globe represent?

But the guy under the bed is very difficult to deal with. Bruce will be hit by his dagger if he tries to take the globe from any angle, and then wake up again.

Bruce, unable to achieve results in this regard, could only walk out of the room again and explore in the corridors and other rooms, but just like the traps in the bedroom, Bruce was caught by the clowns in other rooms time and time again. kill.

Soon, Bruce stopped in the middle of the corridor, and then looked back at the door of his bedroom.

Every time he wakes up, he opens the door from the inside of the bedroom, and after being killed by the clown outside, he returns to the bed and opens the door from the inside again.

But he never stood in the corridor and opened the door from the outside to the inside.

As Bruce stood in the dark hallway, holding the bedroom doorknob, he thought for a long time, and then he deduced the rules here—he had to face his fears.

When he was in the bedroom, his greatest fear was the story he heard in childhood. Maybe he thought he had forgotten all of this, but obviously, he hadn't forgotten it in his dream. In his deeper consciousness, it was not revealed until now, and it became a mountain that hindered him from searching for the truth.

And in the corridor, perhaps what he fears most is opening the door of his bedroom, because he knows that not only means the end of one desperate day, but also means that the next desperate day is about to begin.

Bruce recalled that once, for a long time, he was very afraid of going back to his room to sleep. Whenever he opened the bedroom door to rest, he felt a strong sense of guilt and guilt , because he feels that there are more important things waiting for him to do than sleep.

And now, as he gripped the bedroom doorknob again, that familiar feeling came back, just like the fear he had felt when he looked under the bed.

But he still opened the door directly, and the other side of the door was the second floor of Wayne Manor.

When he stepped into the second floor, the door behind him disappeared, but Bruce knew that something more terrible would happen next, because there were more rooms on the second floor than on the third floor, and more importantly, here was Where Alfred rests.

When he walked into the corridor on the second floor, he met Alfred who was carrying a tray with a cup of hot milk on it. Alfred looked at Bruce and asked with concern: "Master, do you do it again?" Have a nightmare? Have a glass of milk."

Bruce didn't move, and then suddenly, the glass of milk turned into a funny bomb, which exploded with a "bang", Alfred was blown to pieces, and Bruce woke up again from the bed.

The second time, he tried to pick up the glass of milk, but the milk would still turn into a bomb, killing him and making him do it all over again.

"Facing your fear..." Bruce murmured.

What is he afraid of? Scared of Alfred? Or, did he dare not face Alfred's concern?

Wake up again and again, no matter how Bruce moves to get the glass of milk, no matter what he says, he will eventually wake up.

But soon, Bruce's thoughts became clear, and when he faced Alfred again, he said, "Thank you, Alfred, but can you please send the milk to my room?"

This time, the milk did not explode, and neither Alfred nor Bruce were killed. Alfred just nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, master."

Now, Bruce is on the second floor, and his instruction is for Alfred to deliver the milk to his bedroom on the third floor, so he must now go back to the third floor, but there are no stairs for him to go here.

The quickest way is to wake up again and appear on the bed in the bedroom on the third floor, but Bruce was surprised to find that the entire second floor is too normal, without the scary clown holding a dagger, and without falling down the stairs.

Bruce found that he could not proceed to the next cycle.

What do you do when you realize you are dreaming and want to wake up?

Most people will choose to jump off the building, and the feeling of falling will make people wake up from the dream quickly, but there is another way, which is to generate enough pain, or to commit suicide.

"Facing the fear..." Bruce repeated the word again, and then he thought that as long as he is a human being, he cannot avoid the fear of death, so suicide should be the best way to face the fear.

He found a screwdriver from one of the rooms. This tool was sharp enough to pierce his heart, but when he got the tool and pressed it against his chest, Bruce realized that there was no other way than death. , there was another kind of fear surrounding him, making his hands tremble constantly.

What if it wasn't a dream?

What if he was cheated?

What if this time, the process of waking up from the bed, walking out of the bedroom, coming to the second floor, meeting Alfred, and asking him to bring the milk upstairs all happened in reality?

What if he didn't wake up when the screwdriver went into his heart, but fell to the ground in agony, waiting for death in despair?

That would be the biggest joke of the century.

Bruce has no doubts that a lunatic will set up traps one after another in order to make this joke, until it guides him, voluntarily inserts a sharp weapon into his heart, and then faces death.

Bruce suddenly discovered that he understood all the lunatics in this world, whether they were laughing, yelling, self-harming, or attacking others crazily, maybe they were just like Bruce now.

Maybe they attacked themselves just to break free from a terrible dream, and when they attacked others, they were also attacking some kind of monster in the dream.

It's like if you watch Bruce's actions during this period from the perspective of a bystander, no matter who you are, you will think he is a lunatic.

He jumped up and down in his bedroom, lifted the mattress, moved the desk, walked into the bathroom repeatedly, kept turning the doorknob, and kept checking every thing in the room, just like a Patients with severe obsessive-compulsive disorder are constantly repeating those stereotyped behaviors.

From the eyes of onlookers, he has an inexplicable fear of stairs. He would rather jump down from the patio than step into the stairs. After taking out his globe, he thought about it for a long time.

He stood sluggishly in front of his room door, but did not push the door. Facing the butler who brought him milk, he suddenly showed a sad and terrified expression. He was holding a milk cup, as if A bomb, and then waved his arms and threw the milk glass out...

The moment the screwdriver hit Bruce's chest, he suddenly understood the clown.

The clown kept laughing, others called him a lunatic, but maybe he just saw a funny joke in his hallucination, and in his own dream, the choices he made were perfectly normal.

Every lunatic is a normal person in his own world.

Just as Bruce was holding the screwdriver slowly and forcefully, drawing a wound on his chest, he suddenly heard a shrill scream, and then, behind Bruce, a man holding Alfred The German-faced monster appeared, turning his head while shouting: "Master! Why aren't you in the room?!"

"You came here to avoid drinking milk! Come back with me, you can only sleep after drinking milk!!"

In any case, seeing his butler turned into a slender arthropod with his head still turning, this kind of shock was a bit big for Bruce, so his first reaction was to avoid it. Start attacking.

He rolled over to the right, and then took advantage of Alfred's turning around to escape.

There are no stairs on the entire second floor~IndoMTL.com~But the moment Bruce rushed into the corridor, the window at the end of the corridor opened with a "bang", and the cold wind came in, Bruce had no choice.

When he jumped from the window, he thought that the feeling of weightlessness and dizziness would wake him up again, but it didn't happen, he fell to the ground firmly, and the severe pain came from his body back and shoulders.

This overly real pain made Bruce wonder whether he had really returned to reality, but it was obvious that the monster that violated common sense was reminding him that this was still a dream.

The rain started to get heavier, the roar of the monsters behind him became more and more horrific, and everything seemed to become more chaotic, as if suddenly changing from a puzzle game to a horror game, and there was still an extreme chase The fighting kind.

Bruce speeded up his running pace, because he was not sure if he was really caught by that monster, would he have a chance to wake up again.

Bruce is very familiar with the road outside Wayne Manor, because he has walked it countless times, but now, he finds that the surroundings of his home seem to have become an endless maze.

The monster has been chasing, and Bruce has been running, just like the common nightmare of being chased. Over time, both mental and physical strength are constantly exhausted.

What are the rules? Facing fear, Bruce thought?

Fear...

Suddenly, he stopped at a familiar intersection, which he had passed by several times but ignored.

It was an intersection he was very familiar with. He knew exactly how many pieces of rubble and wires there were, because it was a gunshot there that changed his life.