When I opened the second file box, the information inside read: "Name Jiang Leng Illness Body Deformity Phobia (often exaggerates the defects of appearance, strongly believes that some part of his body is not good-looking, and cannot accept any minor defects. Even during the hospitalization, I wanted to cut off my fingers because I couldn't fix my nails symmetrically)"

After flipping through several boxes in a row, I saw Dr. He's information in the file box at the bottom: "Name: He Mosong's illness is ominous, he has a strong memory ability, and he has a desire to destroy, and he is dangerously level S."

None of the previous files had any intention of noting the patient's "danger level", and Star Swirl gasped as Dr. He on the first floor of the building was a dangerous person in the S pole.

These bizarre illnesses probably fall under the realm of psychiatry, and the self-proclaimed psychiatrist is himself an extremely dangerous patient. Are there any normal people in this building?

Star Swirl suddenly remembered the masked man. Communication with him seemed to be barely smooth, and he had no intention of attacking himself at the moment.

His eyes quickly skimmed over the bookshelves in the reference room, but he was never able to find any information about the Masked Man.

The child's soft laughter echoed in the humid air, and the lights overhead suddenly flickered on and off.

With the sound of a short circuit in the power supply, the eyes suddenly fell into darkness.

In the darkness where you can't see your fingers, something is approaching quickly, and a cool breeze blows in the bearer.

Star Swirl illuminates with the light from her phone's screen—a little boy who is a head shorter than herself, dressed in shabby red bibs, staring back at her with a smile on his face.

His eyes were as dark as night, and there seemed to be a dark cloud in them, and they looked at each other for more than ten seconds, and Star Swirl felt a cold sweat on his body, and he couldn't lift his steps weakly for a moment.

"Don't run away," the boy chuckled, covering his mouth, in a loud but ethereal voice, "I'm not going to attack you like the others, they don't know the real art." ”

"Who are you?" Star Swirl struggles to keep her composure.

"My name is Hao Rui, and I've been repairing the graves of the corpses that have been abandoned here." He smiled and blinked, but there was no playfulness at all, and it looked even more eerie.

"Alas... It's boring to repeat the same monotonous behavior every day, but I've finally waited for you, Star Swirl! The boy's eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed unable to contain his excitement, and grabbed Star Swirl's hands violently.

The cold touch invaded her limbs, and in the darkness, she suddenly felt that her body was light, and her whole body seemed to have lost its weight and was easily led forward by the boy.

"Where are you taking me?" In the panic, the body was uncontrollably dragged forward, along the dark corridor, towards the light source at the end.

"It's okay, don't be afraid. I know you very well, even your parents, and the people around you... Hee-hee, I know everything about you. ”

"Then tell me, why am I here?"

"So you don't remember, that's not bad. I will let you die without pain, and then I will build you the most beautiful tomb. ”

The boy's voice fell, and the scene behind the light gradually became clear. At the end of the dark corridor was a huge garden.

Star Swirl tilted her head slowly, and a faint glow poured down like a clear spring, into her pupils. It turned out to be a platform that extended to the outside of the building, covered with a dozen pieces of glass, and you could see the dim sky outside when you looked up.

A full full moon, and the stars that fill the night sky, are as if they were fake. The garden is full of greenery and life, and it stands out from the rest of the building.

To Star Swirl's surprise, there was a bridge-like staircase in the middle of the garden, which seemed to be badly decayed and crumbling. And on the dark green wooden railing, there seems to be the ghost of a woman in white.

The boy rubbed the cold hilt of the knife in his pocket and said quietly: "I will grant your wish, and in exchange, you will also grant mine." ”

What he said was similar to what Dr. He meant, and Star Swirl didn't even know what she wanted to fulfill, but the way they knew it was so weird.

"How do you know my wishes? How do you do that? Through the bleak moonlight outside the window, Star Swirl saw several thin threads hanging over the boy's head, seemingly made of metal, tugging on his limbs.

No wonder his movements are very stiff and weird, it turns out to be a manipulated puppet. Star Swirl regrets that she hadn't pulled out the scalpel that had been plunged into Dr. He's body, it was her only weapon of self-defense.

A figure quickly passed in the dark corner, it seemed to be the guy with the scythe, and her heart settled down a little.

"The aesthetics of my heart and your wishes are a perfect match, you must believe it." The cold, white hand on Star Swirl's shoulder shook her body incessantly.

"Why don't you speak? Hurry up and agree to my request, please! The boy's eyes were full of anticipation, as if only Star Swirl's permission could he stab the tip of the knife into her chest.

"You little brat, it's disgusting to say it." A male voice sounded in the corner, and a dark robe quietly hid in the darkness.

"You're coming along—" The boy looked around in disbelief, and finally locked his gaze on the corner where the man was hiding. It seemed that his eyes were better attuned to the dim light here.

"Don't you even follow the basic rules?" The boy stretched out his arm and waved his hand in the air, and several figures flashed around the garden, and in an instant, more than a dozen figures jumped out and surrounded the masked man.

"What a nuisance!" The masked man wields the scythe in his hand and slashes at the puppet's body. The wooden dolls, though vulnerable, kept pouring out of the corners, making it impossible for him to get out.

"Looks like that's all he's capable of, violent maniac!" The boy laughed mockingly, clenching the hilt of his knife in his hand and approaching in Star Swirl's direction.

"Hey! Don't let that shit kill you so easily! The masked man glanced at Star Swirl, tangled with the gushing dolls, but didn't use much stamina and was able to distract himself from talking to her.

Maybe the person who controls these puppets is the boy in front of him! Star Swirl suddenly turned and ran towards the staircase hanging in midair, the swaying staircase threatening to collapse at any moment.

"Borrow your scythe!" Star Swirl yells at the masked man.