I am a psychiatrist who specializes in patients on the 3rd floor of Building 2 of Prison Hill Asylum.

Hellhill Asylum is not so much a madhouse as it is a place for the SCP Foundation to hold members who have lost control of their minds if they are tainted.

This was my first day as the physician in charge of the entire building, and before that, I was just an ordinary assistant.

I did my rounds as requested.

The patient in the first ward was playing rock-paper-scissors in front of a mirror on the wall, losing every game.

The patients in the second ward were obsessed with painting on the walls with the they had pulled out, very abstract paintings. He said he was drawing a piece of. I can see that.

Patients in the third ward are gnawing on their fingernails. Her nails are long and will always grow, and the average nail clippers will not cut her nails.

Patients in the fourth ward......

Everything seems normal. The patients are doing what they love.

I checked the first few wards and gave the patient medicine. Then he stood outside the door of the last ward, not daring to enter for a long time.

The patient in this ward is named Luo Chulin, and the danger level is 3S.

It was because my predecessor broke three legs alive that I was fortunate enough to be promoted to this position.

Last night, the dean repeatedly stressed to me: "It's okay for the patients on this whole floor to escape, but this one can't do anything." ”

I asked the two strong nurses who were my assistants to take the lead and open the door to the ward. Seeing that the other party didn't pounce on and bite people in the first place, I cautiously walked in.

She crouched on the ground, banging her head against the wall desperately, hitting her head to the point of bleeding, as if she was forced to endure some kind of inhuman pain from within.

I motioned for the two nurses to take advantage of the time to get the patient under control.

At the same time, I entered the code in one part of the room, and a door opened darkly, and inside was an electric therapy chair.

Two nurses tied her to an electric chair.

This electrotherapy chair transformed by Professor Yang can make any arrogant patient be electrocuted into a salted fish in an instant.

But I didn't turn on the electrotherapy.

If the patient is conscious, he should know that this is just a way to threaten her to calm down.

"Drink this." I poured a potion into her mouth that I didn't even know the actual ingredients of.

This agent is specially formulated in the organization. While helping patients treat diseases, it can also suppress the use of abilities to the greatest extent.

The patient did not struggle, nor had any intention of continuing to harm himself, obediently took the medicine into his mouth, and appeared to be conscious.

I know that lying down and swallowing like this can easily allow the agent to enter the respiratory tract and cause suffocation. So I asked my nurse to unimmobilize her upper body so that she could sit up.

Her appearance is really good-looking. I've seen her picture in my medical record. But obviously, I am countless times more amazing than the photos.

This is not a dignified beauty or a hot beauty in the traditional sense, but a state between a sick beauty and a sick beauty.

Her face was still stained with blood, and there was a sense of godlessness in her pure black eyes. He is tall, but even if he wears a close-fitting hospital gown, he still has a feeling of being weak and weak.

With such a look, even if you don't need makeup, just add a rendering, you can make your debut to make a horror movie. Maybe you can also harvest a large number of face powder.

The nurse next to me coughed lightly, and I came back to my senses and noticed that I had been staring at the patient for a long time.

Even the patient looked at me with inquiring eyes.

"Hey! Friend ...... "I tried to say hello to her, and suddenly I noticed that she was smiling.

The smile is weird, like a beautiful woman pursing her lips and smiling, but it can make people shudder, as if something not so good is about to happen.

"Poof—" She didn't swallow the potion at all, but kept it in her mouth, nourishing me when I got close.

The agent is very irritating. Even if I go to the nearest sink to wash it right now, my eyes won't be saved.

I heard the sizzling sound of the nurse forcibly opening the electric chair, the sound of the patient struggling on the electric chair, and...... The roar of a nurse kicking against a wall.

But now I had no time to care about anything else, and I screamed out loud in the great pain that came from my eyes.

"Ahhh

I know it's not going to do much other than make noise, but at least objectively, it makes me feel a little less miserable.

The pain didn't last long, I just felt a hard knock on the back of my neck, and then I lost consciousness.

Lost consciousness forever.