Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 75
Kupp, lethargy for 2 months, aggravated with abnormal dreams for 2 days.

In the past two months, the patient had progressively aggravated drowsiness symptoms after drinking the polluted well water, no dizziness and headache, no object rotation, nausea, no convulsions, no paresthesia, no limb weakness, and a slight improvement after stopping the drug.The self-reported symptoms worsened after a few days of drinking again, and abnormal dreams appeared in the past 2 days.

The mind is clear, the energy is good, the stomach is good...

"Mr. Kraft, I have a question." The voice sounded, interrupting the slight scratching of the pen nib.Kupp finally couldn't bear it anymore, broke the silence, and said what he wanted to say at dinner.

There was no sky in the room with the windows closed, only the light from the candlestick, but it must have been dark outside, and Kupp felt a little tired.

It would probably not be so early in normal times, but today's experience was too stressful and exhausted my energy unconsciously. Coupled with a sumptuous dinner, sleepiness hit me unknowingly.

Lying on the bed, he turned his head to look at Kraft who put the pen holder behind the desk, and asked, "Is my illness..."

He didn't go on with the second half of the sentence. The fear of death came from the influence of life instinct and religion. Kupu felt that he was not a person who could go to heaven. His soul falling into the hands of evil spirits or hell would mean long and indefinite torture. He is not nervous.

Even if Kraft were to say cloudy threats like those priests, a good dinner would not lie, and there were more serious things going on than he thought.

"I think I have already said that your condition is very serious, and that evil spirit has entangled you." Crossing his fingers and forming an arch in front of him, Kraft seriously reiterated to Kupp again. if.

Kupp hesitated to speak, and tightened his grip on the double-winged ring wood carving, I believe he will have a deeper understanding of when not to be lazy in the future.

"Can you pray? Just say something, God should bless you."

There was silence, the ring of wings was moved to his chest, Kupp's lips murmured a few times, but he didn't say anything, and it was not easy to find a good reason for God to bless him.He wasn't a churchgoer, either.

Considering the current situation where the heavenly father is too far away and the evil spirits are too close, Kupp still turned to the person who promised to help him for psychological comfort: "You said you would help me, right?"

"Yes, I promise you." Kraft sat up straight, his eyes sparkling under the candlelight, "I'll just sit here, and I won't leave, and figure out how it found you."

"I won't talk about fighting it for your life and death. At least I will try my best to help you if possible, which is more than what the priest can do."

This not-so-sounding truth actually made Kupp feel better. Compared to gods he had never seen before, and priests who seldom cast their eyes on the salt tide area, an ordinary promise that was actually by his side was more important. real feeling.

He closed his eyes, hugged the wood carving, and waited for the arrival of sleep.The sound of writing around him didn't sound anymore, probably Kraft really stopped the paperwork in hand and watched him from behind the desk.

Drowsy, exhausted, and quiet without even the sound of breathing, Kupp soon felt that his consciousness began to blur, and he fell into a deep sleep in the dark.

Kraft was indeed watching him.Leaving the chair, using an ink bottle to hold down the large medical record that had just started, and replacing it with a new piece of paper with squares drawn on it, he walked slowly to the bedside, blocking the candlelight.

The tension did not affect the patient's speed of falling asleep. Shortly after closing his eyes, before the countdown reached [-], he could observe that the chest rise and fall became gentle and regular, and the expression on his face relaxed.

A nail was held in his hand, and the blunt point of the nail poked Kupp's forearm lightly, but there was no response.He has already entered a sleep that cannot be disturbed, and if there is no accident, he will not wake up before noon tomorrow.

Kraft opened Kupp's eyelids and shone with the light, and the pupils met the light normally.The opposite eye was separated from the middle, the pupils on both sides contracted at the same time, and the indirect light reflex was also normal.

It was previously speculated that Kupp is currently in the deep stage of spiritual contact, resulting in a lack of response to external stimuli.

Regarding this phenomenon, he has always been curious about whether there is a corresponding pathological basis. The initial guess is that it is due to extensive central inhibition, but the area of ​​the midbrain that reflects light is not affected.

For the time being, the brain that is still safely stored in the skull does not seem to be the reason for all these reasons. It is difficult to say whether the existence of "spirit" or "soul" has a material basis.

The unbelieving Kraft completed a complete set of physical examinations. This wave of habitual operations did not make him think about anything, and neurology did not provide enough help, and the matter of "trying to apply known logic at a deep level" occurred. There is no logical doubt in itself.

The easiest way, of course, is to use the mental senses to observe.But in the long night, the time to use the spiritual senses is only a drop in the bucket, and it is contradictory to have spare energy to prevent accidents.

Therefore, we can only adopt intermittent monitoring, and use intermittent time points to try to get a glimpse of the whole picture. The disadvantage is that there is a high probability that he will not be able to catch up with the moment when the key changes occur in time.

A brand-new small candle was inserted in the candlestick. According to Kraft's own intuition, the time for this candle to be consumed was about 15 minutes, which was in line with the recovery interval for his short-term use of spiritual senses.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to have a headache for a while tomorrow, I don't expect to repay me, I just hope you will remember to listen to the doctor's words in the future." Kraft muttered about connecting his spiritual senses, "If there is a future."

Under the shroud of spirit, Kupp's body was completely presented in front of Kraft from the inside to the outside.Instinctively, he inspected the general structure first, and compared it with the memory in his mental vision during the day.

There is no difference, except that there is an extra pile of food paste, some of which are not chewed enough, most of them are still in the stomach, and are repeatedly mixed with the peristalsis of the stomach, and a small amount of liquid overflows from the cardia of the upper pole of the stomach.

There may be a little gastric emptying disorder, plus gastroesophageal reflux and the like, and he must be reminded to improve his bad eating habits.Kraft made a note of this in passing.

There is no change in structure, but there are still subtle changes in Coop.

Some immaterial presence had faded, something Kraft hadn't observed at all during the day.

It naturally floats in Kupp's body, illusory but real. It is like a mist, but it is far more ethereal. Nearly half of it is concentrated in the skull, and the rest exists in other parts of the body, and it is also very distributed uneven.

This familiar top-heavy distribution is reminiscent of the projection of various parts of the human body on the cerebral cortex, and the more sophisticated and complex parts are, the more abundant they are.

[It's a bit scientific, but it's completely unscientific]

Minimal 'fade', small enough to be resolved, differentiates it from its surroundings and is distinguished by the mental senses.He guessed that this was the initial contact with the deep spiritual body or soul.

The strange thing is that Kraft has never observed the same thing in himself. Whether it is in the depths or in the process of using the medium to shuttle, the spiritual senses have not found similar things in themselves.

Time cannot stand still, and after clearly recording this degree of fading, the spiritual senses were quickly cut off.

For about ten seconds, the cramped feeling brought by this time only lasted a few breaths.Kraft sat down at the table, lit a small candle, and started the first timer.

During this period of time, he had nothing to do. He dipped the tip of his pen in ink, thought for a moment, and put ink dots on the graph paper at the height of a small grid corresponding to the position of the first time, as a reference standard.

"Well, let's call it a standard depth for the time being, and then we will rely on it for comparison."

Taking advantage of the fact that the candle has just burnt a little bit, I am still idle, and the rest of the major medical records can be completed by the way.Kraft pulled back the paper from under the inkwell and scribbled on, writing a personal history before it burned out.

When the last part of the small candle burns out, "Denying History of Traveling" just comes to an end, and the second spiritual sensory exploration begins.

There is no particularly big change, and the degree of fading of the mental body has increased a little on the original basis. Probably only by comparing it with the precise memory can we draw the conclusion that it has changed.

At the secondary recording position, raise half a small grid and click the recording point.Compared with the environment fading that entered the deep layer before, it is estimated that the critical point of approaching the deep layer is above 52 and less than 55.

Kraft is not sure about the logarithmic value, because the boundary is fuzzy, not very clear when approaching, and only clears his position at the moment of arrival.

The second small candle was lit. This time he wrote that he did not stop until he had a medical examination. The main reason was that Kupu was neither married nor childbearing, and he didn’t know how the elders of the family were. These two parts were skipped and fast forwarded to the medical examination records. .

Kraft used his mental senses for the third time, quickly recorded the state of the mental body, skillfully shut down, skillfully endured the discomfort, and recorded it on paper.This time around a third of the grid has changed.

At this rate, Kupp would have to sleep for a whole day to get close to the deep layer.

For several times in a row, the increase rate of the immersion depth of the mental body hovered between nearly one-half to one-third of the grid, stable and slow.

If you use statistical tools to fit it, you should be able to get a linear relationship between time and depth, which is very gentle.

However, the state of the recorder himself is not so good.Kraft found himself overestimating capacity, or underestimating the stress of continuous use.

Even if it is used for a few seconds at intervals of more than ten minutes, after the discomfort dissipates, the mental load is also accumulating, which is too small to be ignored.

After the tenth measurement, he had to reverse his decision to change the interval to the burnout of two small candles, to last until noon tomorrow.

As the records continued, Kraft had already finished writing the major medical records, and was considering whether to write down the medical history together to buy time for catching up on sleep tomorrow.

The candle was extinguished, No. 18 was recorded, and the spiritual senses swept through as usual, and Kraft clicked a new point on the paper.

[two grids]

Shaking his head violently to get rid of the drowsiness, Kraft once again compared the difference with the previous one, and the flat point series showed an accelerated upward trend.

(End of this chapter)