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The Shadow looked at the nurse in front of him, and instead of being frightened, his eyes erupted in intense ecstasy, his expression making his face unusually distorted.

The saliva in his mouth kept spilling from between his teeth, and the shadow at this time looked less like a person, more like a beast that was hungry to the point of madness.

He slammed into the wire mesh with a swoop, his arm stretched out completely, almost reaching the Faceless Nurse, his teeth clenching up and down, and now he looked not only like a mad beast but also like a brainless zombie trying to reach out and break through the confines of the wire to catch the Faceless Nurse.

The Faceless Nurse seemed to react to the Shadow's movements, her head unbelievably turning another hundred and eighty degrees on top of the nearly thirty degrees she had already turned.

She turned her face to the shadow who was reaching out to her, and as if she had seen what the shadow was doing, she raised the scalpel in her hand and poked it without hesitation.

The blood didn't spurt out as expected, but the scalpel pierced through the Shadow's arm, and the blood could only continue to flow out with the help of a small opening that the knife had leaked out.

The Shadow felt the pain, and an angry expression began to appear in his eyes, striking the wire even more frantically.

As if she didn't feel it, the nurse pulled the knife out of it very directly.

Burst! The blood flowed incessantly, and streaks of blood ran down his arm and dripped onto the floor.

The Faceless Nurse raised the knife in her hand once more, and continued to destroy the Shadow's arm, which had been poked out of a large hole.

In this way, the faceless nurse fell and pulled out another knife, and the shadow let out a low roar full of killing desire in this painful injury, constantly hitting the iron net, although the iron net was also shaken by the impact of the shadow, but no matter how much it shook, it never fell, even if the shadow had hit his head and bled out.

After some time, the shadow woke up again, he felt a sharp pain in his body, and the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was ......

His arm was on the other side of the wire mesh, and it was already full of holes and holes, and there was a faint sound of a small wind blowing through the windows through the bloody holes.

The shadow opened its mouth wide and its dry throat made a hoarse sound, the upper and lower rows of teeth kept fighting, and the frightened eyes fell on his right arm with the turn of his head.

Arm...... The right side is empty.... What the... Nor ....... Only..... A pool of red and black blood!

Nothing! What about my arm? Why did you go to the other side!?

He thought he must be hallucinating, what did I do? I must be dreaming, my arm is still ...... Why can't I feel it? No, it won't... It must have been that I couldn't feel the numbness in my arm, and I must not have woken up yet.......

He lay in a pool of blood with his pale face and eyes open, constantly making insistences to himself about escapism.

He had never been shaken by the fact that he would die, but now he was vulnerable, and for the first time he felt that hell was so close to him.

He reached out with his left hand and grabbed the wound on his severed right arm, which had probably been rotted by the irregular movement of the faceless nurse.

Although the left hand covered the broken wound of the right arm, the continuous bleeding of the right arm still stained the left hand with blood, and the rotten arm was exposed to various nerves and broken muscles and bones.

The shadow hugged his severed arm and fell in pain in a pool of blood and howled, he wailed in pain, his eyes bloodshot like dense snakes crawling all over the whites of his eyes.

The pain caused him to writh desperately in a pool of blood, and he wanted to relieve the pain in his right arm.

Even as he lay in a pool of blood, he crawled towards his arm, and he let go of his left hand that was covering the broken right arm, reaching out desperately to reach the severed arm behind the iron net, but he didn't notice that the radio was still making sounds.

"Ahh With a hoarse scream from the Shadow, he had just touched his right arm and his left hand was pinned to the ground with a blood-stained knife.

Looking at his left hand, he gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with determination and fierceness, a dull roar came out of his throat, the knife nailing his left hand was forcibly lifted, his body suddenly hit the iron net, and successfully reached his arm, seeing that the shadow who could successfully withdraw his arm even in this extreme pain condensed a hideous smile on his face.

In doing so, the wound on his head that had healed so much was destroyed again, and blood was running down his forehead again.

He didn't care about it, and he wanted to grab his arm and take it back.

Blood flowed through his pupils, staining them blood-red, and just as he was about to take his arm back, the little foot of the pink cloth shoe kicked his arm away, and in his desperate eyes, his arm was kicked thousands of miles away by the force of the impact.

His body trembled, and he didn't know whether it was anger or pain, he withdrew his left hand and stared at the foot and leg fiercely, he remembered it in his heart, and he had a twisted resentment towards this foot, and negative darkness began to sprout in his heart.

He pulled out the knife that was still interspersed in his left hand, glanced at the bloody hole in his left hand, and turned to leave the place.

Leaving the place where he had lost his most important right arm, he lay in a washing machine room with a dirty strip of cloth on the ground and bandaged the wound on his right arm, stretched out his tongue and licked his leaky blood hole, and his scarlet eyes were full of bloodlust and murder.

Thin clothes covered his emaciated body, his lips began to turn pale and even purple, and he gritted his teeth and endured the pain as he walked out of the laundry room against the wall.

He sorted out his thoughts very sensibly, step by step out of the place, searched for the key, and then opened the room, during which he turned a deaf ear to any strange noises around him, as if he hadn't heard it.

This dead place, the terrible silence around him, he was not affected anymore, but gradually endured the environment of great torture for anyone, and began to break through here.

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