Chapter 20 Chapter 20 The Son of Darkness

The pain was not as severe as Babi had imagined. It seemed that it took a long time for the car to spin and cut down the mountain stream before finally colliding with a granite rock. suffering.Babi's body was stuck, torn, and shredded by the car body. For a short period of time, pain was almost the only feeling he felt, but he hardly felt the approach of death. The fainting was only momentary, and Babi quickly regained consciousness.One front wheel was still spinning before his eyes, and he could hear the churning of the bearings dying down, oil and water splashing nearby, the smell of gasoline so strong that he was a little worried about a fire, and slowly getting out of the heaviness of the wreckage. Press down and pull out.

There was no serious fracture, and he immediately felt a lot more relaxed. It was strange that there was no bleeding in his bruised and painful body.A gust of cold wind blew, Babi shivered and staggered towards the road, when suddenly the howling of the white she-wolf came from overhead. Babi tried desperately to break free from the ghostly victorious wail of the female wolf, but he had no strength to take a step, and helplessly collapsed in the wet rocks, unable to stand up again.He leaned on his back against the dripping gravel and looked up at the she-wolf with slippery fur. "Hey, Babi!" The she-wolf stopped at the corner where the car fell off the mountain stream just now, and looked at Babi with mocking eyes.The voice was that of Ai Pulu, who sounded cheerful and a little gloating, "Oh, you want to run away?"

Babi grabbed a handful of gravel and flung it feebly at her. "Fuck you!" He whimpered, "You won't let me die?" The female wolf ignored his anger, and didn't care about the few gravels he threw, and jumped down the stone wall with light and graceful steps.Babi wanted to stand up by himself, but he didn't have any strength. He heard the sound of the she-wolf's soles tapping the ground, smelled the refreshing fragrance of her wet fur, and felt her warm tongue licking his face. . "Go away!" He sat up enduring the itch, and pushed the she-wolf away feebly, "What on earth are you thinking?"

"Just to help you when you need it, Bobby." She squatted on her hind legs in front of Bobby, smiling with white canine teeth, "I'll come here with you, grab the chain of probability, I can help you, I know this process is painful and confusing, but you will be fine soon." "Hey!" Babi snorted angrily, "What did you say?" He leaned against the rock and stared at the she-wolf.The she-wolf raised one front paw, her green eyes twinkling with affection.She was beautiful even as a wolf, slender and graceful as a redhead, with clean fur as white as snow, but still Babi flinched back in fear.

"Go away!" he yelled hoarsely. "Can you let me die?" "No, Baby." The she-wolf shook her slender head, "Now, you will never die. "Ah?" He trembled, "Why?" "Because, Babi—" She suddenly pricked up her pointy ears, and listened warily sideways, "I'll talk about it later," she whispered quickly, "Now I feel another link forming, We have to be ready - it involves your good friend Sam Quinn. He couldn't hurt you and I'll be back." Babi didn't expect that she gave him a cool kiss, and then ran quickly on the road.Her sarcasm made Babi very awkward, and her mindless work made him confused. Such a boring gourd is really uncomfortable, and he can’t die, he just doesn’t understand——I hope Ai Pulu can tell him more Free thought network, linking of matter and mind to control probabilities.Maybe she adjusted the probabilities to save her own life, just as she and Babi the tiger adjusted the probabilities in the other direction and caused Lex's death.All he knew was that he failed to end his own life.

Babi lay in the cave for a long time, the drizzle made him shiver, sad and helpless.He waited almost hopelessly for the she-wolf to come back, but she did not come.Suddenly, he gained strength, and there was the rumble of cars climbing up the mountain road in the distance. At least there was a place to shelter from the wind and rain. He stumbled onto the highway, facing the glare of the light, and swung his arms vigorously: the driver looked stern and gave him a vicious look, Babi punched and stamped his feet fiercely, and roared loudly, the driver turned the car around sharply, as if about to get out of Babi. Bi pressed over him, and then drove away.

The wheels drove close to Babi, and slowed down at the curve ahead.The empty compartment was dark, like a gaping mouth. Babi had an idea and ran behind the truck. When the driver shifted gears to slow down, he grabbed the side of the truck and jumped onto the truck. The compartment was empty save for a pile of musty army blankets that must have been used to wrap the furniture.Babi wrapped himself in a moldy blanket, curled up on the hard board of the carriage, and stared blankly at the dark mountain road behind the car. The mountain road under the night has come to an end, scattered farmhouses and pastures appear on the side of the road, the signal lights of the gas station at the intersection, flashing faint lights alone in the night, and Clarendon is in front.Babi knew the police were looking for him.It would have been helpful for Tey to describe to them the way the criminals dressed: but he was too tired to think about what to do next.

He was completely finished, with nowhere to live, and death also closed the door, only an animal instinct remained in his body frozen by the cold rain, silently waiting for the return of the white she-wolf. With no green eyes following him, another glimmer of hope suddenly rose in his frozen mind.The truck driver was driving slowly at the intersection where the university campus turned, and then turned left onto the highway along the river, and he saw that the truck would pass by Glenhaven, and he had an idea. He went back to Dr. Grant. He didn't really want to go back, he didn't want to use insanity as an excuse to escape reality, and he didn't want to live in a state psychiatric asylum.But the White She-Wolf would come again later, and he needed Dr. Gran's skeptical materialism as a talisman.When the truck slowed down again at the bend near Glenhaven, Bob jumped out of the car.

He was so frozen that he could not move for a long time while crawling on his face in the muddy water. After a while he struggled to get up, the stars were standing in front of him, and he didn't feel the cold at all.He was too tired and needed a dry place to sleep and think of nothing else.The dog in the farmhouse near the road suddenly barked, and Babi convulsed. It must be the white she-wolf. He looked at the square stone pillar at the front door of the hospital, and staggered over, the dogs around him all yelled.The lights in Dr. Grann's apartment were still on, and he staggered up the steps, looking around cautiously, still without green eyes.Babi leaned against the door frame and rang the bell, and the door was opened for him by the tall psychologist, Dr. Grann, with little surprise on his sun-tanned face.

"Hey, Baby. I guess you'll have to come back." Babi stood in front of the door, shaking constantly, licking his numb and chapped lips. "The police?" he whispered anxiously. "Are they here?" Gran smiled and looked at Babi's embarrassed look with professional sympathy. "Now we don't have to worry about the police," he said reassuringly. "You look so bad, Babi. Why don't you just relax and let our staff fix the problem for you? We'll call Officer Pike and them Give them a call and tell them you're safe here, we'll talk about the legal stuff tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay." Bobby seemed hesitant, "Just——you must know one thing." He said impatiently, "I didn't bump into Mrs. Monrique!" Gran blinked with a smile. "I know I have her blood on the front bumper of my car," Babi yelled, "but it was done by a white she-wolf—I saw the blood on the she-wolf's mouth!" Gran nodded. "We can talk at length in the morning, Mr. Barbie. Whatever happened, whether real or in your own mind - I can assure you that I am very concerned about your situation, and you do appear to be affected. It was a great stimulus, but I will do my best to help you with every possible psychological therapy." "Thanks," muttered Bobby, "but you still think I killed her." "All the evidence is convincing." Still smiling, Gran took a half step back cautiously, "You must stop trying to run away, and you will be transferred to another ward in the morning." "Intensive Ward," Barbie said sarcastically, "I bet you haven't figured out how Monrique got in and out!" Gran shrugged casually. "Dr. Bazin is still angry about this." He didn't hide it, but said it carefully, "We don't have to worry about other things tonight. It looks like you are very uncomfortable. Why don't you go back to your room and wash up?" Take a hot bath, get a good night's sleep—" "Sleep?" Babi repeated hoarsely. "Doctor, I'm afraid to sleep—because I know that white she-wolf will come again. She'll turn me into something else, and go with her to kill Sam Quay." Well, you can't see her—I can't see her now—but walls can't stop her." Gran smiled again, and nodded noncommittally. "Here she comes!" Babby called up, "Listen to the dogs!" The frightened dogs on the farm barked loudly, and the wind carried their sounds far away.Babi waved his hands in the direction of the voice, trembling with tension and fear.Gran waited quietly on the porch with no expression on his dark face. "That white she-wolf is April Bell." Babi whispered hoarsely. "She killed Dr. Monrik and asked me to help her kill Lex Sturt and Nick Spinwick. I also saw her standing next to Mrs. Monrick's body, licking her blood-stained teeth." He chattered while chattering, "She will come when I fall asleep and transform me , and go with her to kill Sam Quinn." Gran shrugged again, keeping his professional calm. "You're tired," he said, "hyperactive, and I'll give you some medicine to help you sleep—" "I don't take any medicine," Babi tried not to scream. "It's something worse than insanity—I want you to know! Listen to what Sam Quinn told me tonight. of--" "Okay, Mr. Barbie," said Grant calmly, "be calm—" "Calm down?" Babi replied unhappily, "Listen to this!" Babi grabbed the door facing him with all his strength, and propped himself up. Finished everything he knew: "There are magical wizards around us, doctors—Dr. Monrik called them beast-shaped magical mutants. They evolved from the first ice age. They hunted and killed humans. Every one of us The myths and legends of the nation are all records of werewolves, vampires, and evil spirits manipulating free-thinking networks to hunt and kill humans." "Is there any more?" Gran nodded sympathetically, but not at all surprised. "Dr. Monrique discovered that modern humans are actually hybrids—" Bobby spoke with high spirits, and even thought of Sam Quinn's doubts about Gran himself, but he immediately dispelled his doubts. That strange sense of familiarity made Babi have to like Gran.He was very happy to see Gran's serious and attentive expression, and he hoped that Gran could support him, and needed his skeptical materialistic way of thinking. "Now, doctor!" Babi asked in a challenging tone, suppressing his voice, "What do you think?" Gran crossed her fingers in the usual gesture. "You are ill, Mr. Barbie," he said in a deep, rational voice, "remember this. You are very ill, and the reality you see is distorted by your personal fears The animal-shaped magical mutants you mentioned, in my opinion, are surly and hysterical that run counter to the truth." Bobby wanted to hear Gran continue talking - but what he heard was the barking of dogs not far from the door, and he couldn't help shivering. "That's right, some young men who study spirituality call their findings scientific basis, saying that the soul that leaves the body exists, and even after the body disappears, it still exists, and it can affect the material in the real world. probabilistic influence." Gran nodded as he spoke, seemingly satisfied with his statement. "It is also true that man evolved from wild animals. We all have genetic defects that are no longer needed in modern civilized society. The subconscious mind is sometimes a sort of black hole of horror, and unpleasant facts, often symbolically, emerge. In legends and myths; it is true that interesting atavisms do occur." Babi shook his head helplessly. "But you can't explain those sorcerers," he whispered, "and you can't explain that they're now looking for a probabilistic link to kill Sam Quinn!" He glanced back uneasily, the sound of a dog barking He backed away in fright. "Think of poor Nora," he said weakly, "and sweet little Patty! I can't hurt Sam—that's why I can't sleep! " "Mr. Barbie," said Gran's voice kindly and sympathetically, "can you try to understand? Your fear of sleeping is the same as your fear of the free play of the subconscious mind in your dreams. The sorcerer in your dreams is just It was a natural subconscious reflection of your guilt over your love for Nora; and the murder was just another natural subconscious reflection of your jealousy of her husband." Babi clenched his fists tightly, trembling with anger. "You are now in denial," Gran said calmly. "You should gradually learn to accept, face the facts, and let go of the illusion. That is the ultimate goal of our psychotherapy. There is nothing special about these fears. -" "All men," Barbie interrupted, "have magical blood." Gran nodded slowly. "Your imagination expresses a basic truth. All people experience inner conflict—" When Babi heard footsteps behind him, he immediately held his breath and looked back worriedly.Not the white she-wolf.It's Nurse Grace the horse-faced Nurse and Nurse Heller the muscular one.He turned to look at Dr. Grann complainingly. "Better go with them, Mr. Barbie," said Dr. Grann kindly. "They'll get you ready for bed, and put you to sleep—" "I'm afraid to sleep," Babi whimpered, "I don't—" He stopped sobbing and tried to escape when two nurses as strong as Amazonian warrior women in Greek mythology grabbed his arms, and he had to admit defeat.They took Babi back to the ward, took a hot shower, his teeth stopped chattering from the cold, and the clean bed was extremely comfortable. "I'm going to guard the hall," Nurse Heller said, "and if you don't go to bed right away, I'll give you an injection." He didn't need an injection, sleepiness came quietly, entangled him like a gossamer, like constant temptation, ruthless oppression, strong wind, lullaby, and finally became an urgent need. Yet he found it—he glanced unconsciously at the closed door.The bottom door panel disintegrated quietly, and the white she-wolf quickly passed through the opening, squatted down in the middle of the ward struggling on her hind legs, looked at Babi with happy and expectant eyes, and dropped her tongue beside the gleaming canines . "You can wait till dawn," Wearily he told the she-wolf, "But you can't make me—I don't sleep." Her green eyes smiled serenely. "You don't need to go to sleep." Her voice was the velvety softness of April Bell, "I just told your half-brother what happened tonight at Sardis Hill—he was very Glad. He said you must be great because the nurse didn't see it. He said you can change now if you want and you don't need to sleep—because, you see, you don't have the built-in resistance that humans need to relax to change shape anymore gone." "What are you talking about?" Babi sat up on the edge of the bed all of a sudden, wrinkled in confusion, "Didn't the nurses notice anything?" The white she-wolf bared her teeth and grinned. "Don't you know, Barbie?" "Know what?" He said anxiously, showing an unpleasant look, "Who is my half-brother?" "Didn't Asher tell you something?" said the she-wolf, shaking her slender head. "No, he won't. He probably plans to spend a whole year awakening the inherited power of your ancestors, like him Wake me up like that - forty dollars an hour. But the whole tribe can't wait. I broke the shackles for you tonight, because we're going to do something about Sam Quinn, and the human genetics left in you make you reluctant. " Babi was getting more and more confused. "I don't understand anything," he murmured. "I don't even believe I have a half-brother. Of course, I don't know my parents at all. My mother died when I was born, and My father ended up in a state psychiatric asylum. I grew up in an orphanage until I went to college, and then I boarded with Mrs. Monrick's." "That's a made-up story," said the she-wolf, with a slight smile. "Of course, there was a Rudd Babby—but he and his wife paid you to be raised. They happened to know about you." What a little devil, so the woman was killed and the man sent away—before they had a chance to tell too much." Babi refused to believe it and shook his head vigorously. "Well, I—" he whispered reluctantly, "what am I?" "You and I are both special species, Babi." The she-wolf said with a shy smile, "We are bred from human genes, in a special way, for a special purpose - we are very different from humans .” Babi nodded helplessly. "Sam told me about beast-shaped magical mutants," he muttered indifferently, "that specific genes were extracted from human blood, and the magic wizard race was regenerated through genetic engineering." "Quin knows too much." The white she-wolf said, "Granhaven has the most complete technology to collect genes through thought control probability," she continued, "Your famous father completed it thirty years ago. this work." Babi grabbed the iron bars beside the bed, trying to fight back a shiver. "Who is my father?" "Old Dr. Gran," said the she-wolf, "so Dr. Asher Grant is your half-brother. He is a few years older than you, and the genetic experiments have not been successful on him." "my mother?" "You know her." The White She-Wolf looked at Babi stunned, "Your father chose her because of her genetic specificity—he hired your mother as a nurse in Glenhaven, she There are a lot of ancestral inheritance in her genes, but unfortunately, she has not been able to overcome the characteristics of her own humanity. She foolishly thought that your father loved her. When she learned the truth, she could not forgive your father and ran away. On the side of our enemies—you were born then." Goosebumps appeared on Babi's body. "She's not—" he said with difficulty, "Rowena Monrique?" "Miss Rowena Starkup at the time," said Zilang coquettishly, "she didn't know her own genetic peculiarity, which was inspired by your father. I guess it was very cautious-bringing you like this by marriage. Even the thought that you might still be human terrifies her." After the white she-wolf finished speaking, she sneaked away for a while, but Babi was stunned and breathless. "And I killed her!" he said almost utterly, "my own mother!" "Nonsense, Baby!" the she-wolf rolled her blood-red tongue, still snickering, "You don't have to feel so guilty about getting rid of a rebellious bastard woman. Besides, I killed her. Your car just completed the probabilistic link on the bridge, so I could bite her throat. " She nodded slyly, licking her hard white teeth triumphantly. "But—" whispered Babe, stammering, "if she's really my mother—" "She is our enemy." The White She-Wolf cried fiercely. "She hypocritically joined your father's camp, then sneaked away with the skills she learned, and told old Monrik our secret—— For that, we gotta take Monrik first. Rowena worked with him before we blinded her in Nigeria, she almost found those stones - those plate shaped weapons more deadly than metallic silver ancient times Our enemies, those human beings, used those things to kill our ancestors, and used those things to keep their bones in their graves forever." Bobby nodded, thinking of the deadly smell in Sam Quinn's study, and the disc cast he had been working on before the boa constrictor killed Nick Spinwick.He clung to the edge of the bed with both hands until his knuckles rattled. Noisy, still unable to stop the shivering body. "That should be a lesson to her." The white she-wolf whispered to Babi.But she still followed Monrick, and she was almost unscrupulous. When Monrik wanted to recruit you into the Foundation, she was the one who reminded Monrik to test your genes. " "Did she do it?" Bobby asked incredulously, shifting a bit on the bed, "but she's always been nice to me, even after that." He was not very convinced, "I thought she liked me—" "She loves you, I'm sure," said the she-wolf. "You do have strong human genes, after all—that's why we're going to help you break free from those bonds. Maybe she wants you to get up when the time comes." Rebel, like she does, she doesn't know how significant your genetic heritage is." Babi stared at the scarlet grin of the she-wolf for a long time. "Wish—" he said hoarsely, "wish I knew." "Don't trouble yourself," she advised. "The woman's dead, and you know, because she's going to tell Sam Quinn." Babi looked at the white she-wolf suspiciously. "What is she trying to tell Sam?" "The name of the Son of Darkness." The she-wolf squinted at Babi, "We stopped her--and you, too, behaved well, Bobby, very clever, pretending to be his friend, and begging for a chance to help him , and went to comfort his wife." "Ah?" Babi sat up from the bed suddenly, breathing cold air from the cracks in his bones, shaking drowsily, "You can't—" he breathed heavily, "You mean I—" "That's what you mean, Babi!" The she-wolf raised her pointy ears, her green eyes gleamed triumphantly, and looked at the grievance on Babi's face, "You are one of us—the one we bred. Leader, the greatest one. You are our Dark Son."