[Urban power + suspense + backlash + plot reversal + slow heat]
"It... Is still looking for me."
When the fifth patient was carried away, he held my wrist and left these four words in a breathy voice.
I'm a psychological counselor. There is no "severe mental collapse" that cannot be diagnosed medically. I can cure one case in two hours - this is the fifth case.
Taking off my glasses, I could see the gray mist surrounding them, which was another world hunting for souls. The golden thread in my palm snatched my soul back for me, but every time I snatched it away, one more point was taken away from my bones.
The teacher piled five medical records on my desk and glanced at me: "Five people who don't know each other, but they were written by the same hand."
At night, a voice whispered against my ear: "Lin Yu... Lin Yu..."
The next day, the investigation commissioner sent by the city stood at my door and pressed the recorder:
"Hello, I am Wen Zhiyu, a special investigation specialist assigned by the city."
She smiled politely. But the night she sent me back, I saw——
A few days later, a text message from an unknown number popped up:
"Counsellor Lin. I saw the thread on your hand. It knows me."
