There is a place in the world where people are absolutely opposed to each other, and that is the prison.

There are all kinds of prisons abroad, and in a prison in a country where human rights are often talked about, prisoners serving sentences here have been denied their human rights.

I was thrown into this prison without trial, which means that there is no file on me in the prison, and even if I die here, there will be no record, so I have to stay strong.

During my high fever, the prison guards sent a Japanese prisoner to take care of me.

Yoshio Hideo chopped the bread to pieces, soaked it in milk and forced it into my mouth to keep me from starving. In a coma, my soul separated from my body, and then floated out of the iron door of my cell, all the way out, looking for the freedom I longed for.

The cells were built in an impregnable castle, and outside the castle was an island, covered with vegetation, and I saw some prisoners being arranged to take care of the crops, and the potato leaves were thick, and after crossing the power grid and climbing over the hills, I floated to the sea, where I actually saw several prisoners casting their nets into the sea under the watchful eye of the prison guards.

It took me three days and three nights to tour the entire Devil's Island, and along the way I encountered other ghost guards, who did not stop me, but only sneered at me, as if they were looking at me in despair.

To escape the island, you had to be met by plane or boat, but I stood on a cliff and looked down into the dark sea and saw a dense array of mines, and anti-aircraft radars and anti-aircraft guns were set up on the hills.

The place I wanted to know more about was the island's docks, but they were guarded by a team of ghost guards who signaled me to retreat to my cell.

Dressed in white uniforms, these ghost guards wear shiny insignia on their chests, a pattern of skull scythes, and their weapons are a single piece of rebar, but they emit powerful electricity.

I slipped quietly through their gap towards the dock while the guards weren't looking, but an invisible wall blocked me, and I pushed hard, but a powerful electric current burned my hair and blackened my skin.

With only half a soul left, I hurriedly used the last of my strength to return to the cell.

As I entered the prison, an electric current erupted from the outer power grid, and as soon as I touched it, I felt half of my remaining soul drained of me.

My soul had been away from my body for so long that if the Japanese didn't have the patience to take care of my body, I was afraid that I would not be able to wake up even if I returned to my cell.

Just as I was looking around for help, a ghost guarded the path and saw my remnant and questioned, "Ho are you, and you're not supposed to report to the ghost no?"

I hurriedly replied with the last of my strength: "I am also A ghost, I look for A!"

“A？” The other person questioned, but I closed my eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, I realized that I was not in the cell, but in the rat hole of the Mouse Ghost King.

Ghost Guard A and I met the Ghost Guard and brought me to the Ghost King, and the big rat said to me, "If you would have given up your skin sooner, you would have been an official ghost by now!" ”

"His Royal Highness the Ghost King, how am I doing now?" My soul is weak and weak, and it looks like a gust of wind will blow it away.

A said to me, "Did you get struck by an electric current outside the prison?" ”

I nodded yes, and it said, "On this island, Satan has set up two nets, and ordinary souls will be scattered once they touch them, and you are a reserve ghost, and the electricity on the grid will only take away half of your soul, but you have been hit twice by the current, and now there is only one soul left, and it will be wiped out at any time." He made a motion that drifted away with the wind.

The ghost guard next to him asked A, "Where is this sacred?" Hit twice by the power grid and still haven't lost his soul? ”

A introduced to me: "This is my partner B2, since you are a reserve ghost in the East, why did you come to Alcatraz?" ”

I didn't even have the strength to speak now, so the Ghost King dipped the tip of his tail into the sewage from the sewer and dripped it into my mouth, and I felt sick to death.

The Ghost King said to me, "It seems that the people who threw you here want you to fend for yourself here. ”

Perhaps it was the desire to survive, or perhaps the sewer sewage temporarily stopped my wandering souls, and I developed the strength to plead with them, "I can't die yet, I have too much to do!" ”

The ghost king said, "On this Alcatraz Island, only one ghost can save you!" ”

I hurriedly asked, "Where is it?" Can you take me to it for help? ”

The Ghost King didn't answer, and the B2 guard said, "Your Excellency the Ghost King refers to the Dark Mage, Dark izard!" ”

A nodded in agreement, and the Ghost King explained, "But Dark izard is mercenary, and if it doesn't benefit it, it won't come to its rescue." ”

I said, "But I'm penniless now, I'm sent here almost naked." ”

The Ghost King stared at my soul and said, "How is that possible? Don't you still have a desert eagle with you? ”

I looked over to myself, and sure enough, I saw this Desert Eagle pistol on my belt, and I answered: "It's useless if I want it anyway, you can take it!" ”

A took the Desert Eagle from me and rubbed it carefully, "This is not an ordinary Desert Eagle, but a soul-destroying weapon that has been transformed by the Dark Magus. ”

B2 said to A: "Don't show off your skills, if you continue to be verbose, this reservist ghost will be completely over!" ”

The Ghost King also chimed in: "It's not enough for you to have this desert eagle, there are precious Buddha beads inlaid in your ribs, and we want four beads in exchange!" ”

I hurriedly agreed, and B2 began to probe my sharp fingers into my soul to grab the Buddha beads, and the Ghost King explained, "This black mage has a bad temper, and we are taking you to ask for help from it!" ”

B2 Removing the beads from my ribs felt like pulling a sarcoma off my skin.

It took away four Buddha beads, gave one to A, and dedicated two to the ghost king.

The Rat King shoved a black piece of rat poop into my mouth with his furry hand and motioned for me to swallow it.

Feeling sick again, A pulled out an empty glass bottle from his uniform pocket and filled it with my soul, a small glass bottle that would keep my soul from dissipating.

Through the glass bottles, I saw them leave the sewer, walk through the playground, and into the cell, my body still lying on the bed, and my brother continued to feed me, and kept dipping my towel in water to cool me.

After the prison doctor gave me an aminopyrine, he said to Lei Bo: "This is already my private collection, as for whether he can be saved or not, it depends on the will of death!" ”

A put the glass bottle on the head of the bed, and the ghost king said to B2: "You stay in the cell and don't let the ghost cha take his soul away, A will come with me to meet the black magician!" ”

B2 answered and sat down on the edge of my bed. The Ghost King floated out of the iron door of the cell with A and quickly disappeared.

I looked at my body inside the glass bottle, waiting for the Dark Mage to arrive.