My House of Horrors

Mennan dared not fall asleep and stood stubbornly in the middle of the house. He was still in a weird position and his head seemed to be about to be pushed from his shoulder.

“I always felt something pressed over his head.” Chen Gong was afraid to irritate Mennan, and his voice was low: “It was not psychologically illusory, but something that really existed. ”

Dr. Gao gently set his hand and accompanied him to Mennan. He took out his cell phone, as if he was texting someone.

See Dr. Gao didn't respond, and Chen Gong started searching other rooms in the rental house again.

The house is just over thirty square meters, but the sparrows are all small and dirty with bedrooms, a living room and a separate bathroom.

“It's just a very ordinary rental house.” Chen Gong turned around and found no dead end, there is no possibility of hiding the body at all.

Out of the living room, he pushed open the wooden door of the bathroom and, unexpectedly, hung a half-body mirror on the wall facing the door.

“Mirror-to-door?” Chen Gong is very sensitive to mirrors because of his first nightmare assignment.

He walked silently into the mirror and looked at himself in the mirror: “It's a rare layout, and it feels a little strange to see yourself in the mirror as soon as you open the door. ”

The mirrors are clean and seem to be wiped frequently and no stains can be found.

Look away, under the mirror is a sink, and Mennan's nightmare is that he's been standing here washing his hair.

Chen Gong imitated the position of Mennan, lying in front of the sink, bent his body forward 95 degrees, and his head could reach just below the tap.

“From this angle, you can see the scene outside the house, and the scene he dreamed of was entirely possible.” If you lie under a faucet and can't see the living room scene, or if your gaze is blocked by something else, Chan Sing won't be afraid, which means it's just a dream.

But after his own experiments, he found that it was all possible, even in real life.

Head into the sink, the world turns upside down.

“Mennan said that every time he dreamed, the man would be closer to him, and the place was suspicious. Why didn't they just walk over and kill him? Do you have any deep hatred for torturing him?” Chen Gong was thinking, his back neck suddenly felt a little cold, and he immediately stood up and touched his neck.

“A drop of water? Where did it come from?” Chen Gong looked up at the roof and the ceiling showed no signs of infiltration. The drop of water appeared unknown.

“Is it a mirror?” He couldn't help but see a picture of himself washing his hair in front of the sink, his mirror detecting half his body and grabbing his neck.

“On a black phone, the name of this trial mission is called the room of three people, and the task name itself is a hidden reminder.” Chen Gong looked at himself in the mirror and felt like he guessed something: “There are three ‘people' in the room, Mennan counts as one, and the man in the dream is counted as the other. At this time, there is a third ‘person' in the room. Could this third person hide in the mirror? ”

Chen Guo held onto the sink with his hands and swept towards both sides. He found two empty shampoo bottles thrown in the toilet trash can.

“How long before Mennan moved into the apartment building, she ran out of two bottles of shampoo? If he was just washing his hair in a dream, how could there be less shampoo in reality? Does this kid have a habit of sleepwalking? Is he going to wash his hair alone in the middle of the night?” Chen Gong thought about it for a while and felt unlikely. When he spoke to Dr. Gao earlier, he said, In order to exclude the reasons of the apartment itself, Dr. Gao had taken Mennan back to his home, but Mennan's nightmare had not stopped.

“Sleepwalking is temporarily ruled out, but if Meng Nan is awake and uses two bottles of shampoo in a short period of time, it's even stranger, why is he washing his hair like crazy? ”

Clean people wash up once a day, but Mennan runs out of two bottles of shampoo in a short period of time, leaving only half a bottle of the third by the sink.

“Under what circumstances do people always wash their hair? Is your hair dirty? Or do you feel something in your hair?” Chen Gong leaned against the wall and thought: "Meng Nan fought twice at school, first because he found the animal pattern on the curtains to be asymmetrical, and second because he didn't know the number of sesame seeds on the pie, who should have severe obsessive disorder. ”

For a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder, there is something slightly wrong, they all try to correct it, and if they cannot correct it, they feel uncomfortable. Chen Gong thinks Mennan is crazy about washing her hair, which is also why.

“The answer to the question was only Mennon himself knew, and he presumed to be hiding something very important from Dr. Gao.” Chen Gong's side was speculating that the phone suddenly shook up and took a look at it. It was actually a text message from Dr. Gao.

“Mennan's family environment is a little complicated and not quite the same as my previous survey results. After I told his family about Mennan's illness, his family reacted very callously, merely saying that they would pay enough for Mennan's bank card to visit him in Jiujiang. I can't let Mennan know about this, so I can only text you. ”

“My own son is sick? Parents don't want to come? ”

“Nor did I think that when I asked Mennan about his classmates earlier, everyone felt that Mennan was born in a very harmonious family, and I had deliberately looked at his social platform, which contained many articles about grateful families. ”

Mennan showed outsiders that he was a well-educated, well-qualified, professional student who lived in a welcoming family, but in fact it could all be just his disguise.

After reading the text, Chen Gong told Dr. Gao what he had just found.

Shortly thereafter, Dr. Gao returned a few text messages to him.

“Obsessive-compulsive disorder can be roughly divided into four categories: fear, ritualism, cleanliness, perfection. From my observations, Mennon's disorder does not belong to any of these four categories, and he seems to wash his hair only because of this need. ”

“In my view, Mennon behaves more like another mental illness —— traumatic stress disorder, like when an earthquake strikes, where individual survivors are on high alert for a long time, where they have difficulty getting out of the shadow of an earthquake, and the brain feeds them a wrong message, as if the earthquake were going to happen again at any time. ”

“Mennon's symptoms resemble traumatic stress disorder, and his nervousness, his eyeballs spinning, means he doesn't feel safe, as if something would come out and hurt him at any time. In this case, he would wash his hair, possibly an act of self-protection. ”