The oldest and strongest human emotion is fear.
As long as we live in this world, every creature will have things to fear.
Fear is a natural reaction of living things when their lives are threatened. Just like herbivores are afraid of predators and their natural enemies, they will instinctively stay away or even escape. It is something imprinted in the survival instinct of all living things.
Even humans who have become the leader of all spirits on this planet are no exception. They arm themselves with civilization and technology, and use a huge and complex social system to make up for their individual weakness. They transform nature and protect themselves in the cold steel forest. If it were not for cannibalism, there would be nothing that could endanger their lives. However, in modern society, there would also be various existences that frighten them.
Howard woke up from nightmares day after day. His pajamas were soaked with cold sweat. The wet fabric stuck to his skin, which made him feel uncomfortable. However, he had no time to care about these discomforts at the moment. The scenes made him feel uncomfortable. Horrifying scenes flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern. The intense fear made him even forget how to breathe for a moment. Howard opened his mouth wide and tried to breathe air through his mouth, but like a fish that had been stranded on the shore, his mouth One piece and one piece is a futile effort.
The more panicked and frightened you were, the harder it seemed to be to control your throat and lungs, and the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger. However, after a few short and long seconds, the scenes flashed away, as if the throat was strangled. The fear he felt gradually subsided, and he gasped for breath greedily as if he had been granted amnesty.
Maybe someone will say at this time that it is a bit too exaggerated to be a grown man who was frightened like this by a nightmare. Then I can only tell you that this is not an exaggeration at all.
Many times, fear is something you cannot control. If you don’t feel scary when watching a horror movie, it can only mean that the horror elements presented in the horror movie do not match what you are afraid of. If you were given the entire China A horror movie full of flavor, let you look at those paper figures looking straight at you with weird smiles, thick blush on their pale faces, and people with sharp knives and awls stuck in their faces. They may not look like anything at all. It's not bloody, but it can definitely inspire the deepest fear in your heart and make you feel terrified from the bottom of your heart.
Because real fear cannot be suppressed and controlled by reason alone.
Howard, male, 38 years old, is an old mercenary who retired from the battlefield. Thanks to the past ten years of taking his life to make money, and the fact that some countries deliberately acted as a troublemaker to disrupt the political situation in turbulent regions, he is In a dangerous and turbulent area, people go through life and death, and are surrounded by death every day. Whoever pays more will take orders. It only took more than ten years to earn enough money that others can earn in a lifetime, so they decisively wash their hands and return to China to enjoy their retirement life in advance. .
However, like everyone who survived the battlefield, he could not avoid the mental trauma caused by the war after witnessing the hell in the troubled area.
The comrade who was still chatting and laughing last night, talking about going back to his hometown to marry his girlfriend after finishing this job, was killed by a stray bullet today, turning into a dead body.
The skinny kid you're helping might pull out a pistol the next second and shoot you with a blank expression.
Drones would hover in the sky and herd the soldiers together, then blast them with artillery fire just when they thought they were safe.
The city was destroyed by the war, the buildings were reduced to ruins by shelling, and mourning was everywhere. Soldiers and thugs killed displaced refugees, men raped women, and the strong robbed the weak. Countless corpses were exposed in the wilderness, slowly dying under the scorching sun and the bites of flies. It was rotten, and the smell of corpses and gunpowder smoke was everywhere.
That is simply hell. Except for lunatics and hypocritical politicians who do not have to face the battlefield directly, I am afraid that no one will like that kind of environment, where humanity is trampled on and morality and law become bullshit. The only safety rule on the battlefield is that there is no safety, and the only survival technique is to destroy all threats, so they are like wild beasts fighting there, bombing, and exterminating everything that threatens them. Perhaps the only difference between them and wild beasts is that The beasts can only rely on teeth and claws, but they are using more and more advanced and more and more crazy weapons to kill their fellow humans.
Just close your eyes
, those hellish scenes would appear in front of him again, and the sound of gunshots, artillery, and hovering drones would ring in his ears like lingering sounds, keeping him awake all night.
Even after returning to a safe and peaceful society, the trauma still tortured his spirit. He would mistake the sound of thunder for the sound of artillery, wake up from a light sleep, and crawl to hide behind furniture that can be used as a bunker. He would treat others badly. He is very sensitive to his gaze and every move. He often unconsciously wants to kill others first. Even when he sleeps, he will dream of returning to the battlefield to continue fighting. These pains and bed, are like hounds chasing him forever. Will give up.
Post-traumatic stress disorder, also known as PTSD, is a mental disorder that occurs and persists after an individual experiences or witnesses a cruel event. It is also the mental illness that Howard suffered from.
After taking a deep breath for a while, Howard broke free from the fear that paralyzed him and turned to look at the digital alarm clock on the bedside table. It was now 8:30 in the morning, and there wasn't much time left before the service started. Although his home was relatively close to the church, he didn't have much time to rush there besides washing up and eating.
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Perhaps because it was Sunday, there didn't seem to be many people walking in groups on the street. Howard looked around almost subconsciously. After making sure that no one was paying attention to him, he put on his coat and walked towards the church, but he didn't even take a few steps. He bumped into someone else at the corner and was knocked back several steps by a huge force.
Howard took several steps back before regaining his balance. When he looked up, he found that the person who bumped into him was an Asian man, and he didn't even look at him as if nothing was wrong. This man who was used to the battlefield life was so dissatisfied. The irritable mercenary suddenly felt angry, took two steps forward and pushed the Asian man, cursing and saying: Hey! Little dwarf! Is *** deliberately looking for trouble?
However, the strange thing is that Howard felt like he was pushing against a wall. Not only did he not push the opponent, but he was almost pushed back half a step by the reaction force. Only then did the Asian man turn his head as if he realized something, showed a kind smile on his face, and apologized to him in very fluent English: Oh, sir, I feel very sorry for the unintentional offense just now. Sorry, sir, if you have time, how about I buy you a drink as an apology?
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