The bottle is palm-sized, glassy, but opaque.

The curtain shook as well, but no sound was heard from it.

"Empty?"

[Makuya prepares to open the bottle, and the contents make him return to Blue Star.] 】

Hearing the words of the dog narrator, the curtain also frowned, and some doubted the authenticity of this sentence, could it be that his goal was really accomplished so easily?

However, suspicion is suspicion, since there is a possibility of returning to Blue Star, then he has to open this bottle and try it anyway.

He didn't do it directly, but cautiously came half a meter away, and manipulated his bone hand to pull out the bottle cap forcefully.

"Poof!"

After a soft sound.

Under the full attention of the curtain, a trace of black mist emerged from the open mouth of the bottle.

Before he could react, the black mist in the bottle completely enveloped the entire small room in an instant.

The fog was like ink, obscuring everything in the room.

He felt as if he had entered another world, his body seemed to have lost gravity, and the whole person was falling downward without limit.

"Teeth!"

The skeleton's scream was the last sound he heard before his consciousness dissipated.

...

...

"Makuya, Makuya! Wake up, there's a patient director for you to check it out. ”

"What are the symptoms?"

Makuya propped himself up from his desk and asked habitually with a yawn.

But after asking this, he was stunned.

"I'm here.."

He hurriedly looked around.

He was now in an office that he had been in for three years, and he couldn't be more familiar.

Next to him is a middle-aged man in a white coat, and the curtain also has some impressions, because this goods often come to his office to send small gifts or something.

The middle-aged man also asked when he saw the scene, and hurriedly explained: "It's the most difficult type to solve, everyone else has nothing to do with him, otherwise they won't let you make a move easily." ”

Makuya's adoptive father is a shareholder of this hospital, and this sycophant is over.

"I know, you go first, I'll come later."

"Okay, I'll get you the tools ready first."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he left quickly without the intention of staying.

After seeing the middle-aged man close the door, the curtain stood up and checked his physical condition.

He desperately wanted to know if it was a dream or if it was something that had actually happened.

With no attribute panels, no deformed hands, and no pupils, it seemed that everything in the Black City was just a dream he had.

Thinking of this, a sense of loss inexplicably rose in the curtain in his heart.

He shook his head, and the corners of his mouth showed a touch of self-deprecation: "Masochism and addiction are coming." ”

The curtain didn't dwell on this matter for too long, quickly collected his mood, and walked out of the office and walked towards the ward.

There was no need for the middle-aged man to say that he knew that it was the ward.

The aisles of the hospital where he works are very wide and well-lit, so there is no personal depression.

The air in the corridor does not smell of disinfectant water that is common in hospitals, because it is not the body that heals here, but the mind, and to put it bluntly, this is a psychiatric hospital.

And he is also the doctor of this psychiatric hospital, and he is still a special grade, and ordinary patients are not qualified to let him do it at all.

The curtain soon came to the outside of the ward, where there were already two people standing, one was a middle-aged man who had just left, and the other was much older than the middle-aged man, and his temples were already gray, it was the director of this hospital.

Makuya nodded to the two of them and walked straight into the ward.

At this time, there was already a person in the ward.

It was a young man who was strapped to a chair in a blue and white striped hospital gown.

Seeing this, Makuya walked over and sat across from him.

"Doctor, I'm not mentally ill, I'm not!" When the young man saw that he was also wearing a white coat, he immediately opened his mouth to defend himself.

He didn't speak, he had seen a lot of such people, so he took a tablet directly from the table next to him, opened it, clicked on a video, and then handed it to the young man.

The young man was puzzled and looked down.

I saw a man madly talking about dogs on the street.

“...”

The young man looked up at Makuya suspiciously.

"Is he mentally ill?" Makuya said, pointing to the tablet.

"Yes, but what does that have to do with me?"

The curtain also stretched out his finger and swiped it on the tablet to jump to another video.

The protagonist of the video is still the dog man, who is tied to a chair like a young man at this time.

"I'm not mentally ill! I'm not mentally ill! ”

A roar came from the tablet.

Makuya nodded his finger: "Is he mentally ill?" ”

"Yes." The young man nodded, looking at Muya strangely, not understanding why he would ask such an obvious question.

Hearing the young man's answer, Makuya nodded with satisfaction: "You see that he said that he is not mentally ill, and you also say that he is not mentally ill, but he is actually really mentally ill, so you are naturally too.."

The young man's eyes widened, and he felt that what the curtain said was wrong, but he felt that it made sense.

"Am I really mentally ill..."

"Yes, yes."

The curtain also gave each other an encouraging look.

...

Outside the door

The middle-aged man looked at the situation inside, and his face showed worry: "Dean, do you really let the mentally ill go to cure the mentally ill?" Is this really going to happen? ”

"I call it fighting poison with poison, haven't you seen our performance skyrocketing this year?" The dean said proudly.

“...”

...

...

Wooden cabins

A pair of huge vertical pupils stared at the curtain lying on the ground.

[No, wrong, wrong, some kind of force is hindering? Or is the time not yet right? 】

After speaking, the vertical pupils disappeared.

And along with the disappearance of the vertical pupils, there was a black mist that permeated the room.

The black fog cleared.

Everything in the room became clear again.

The little evil ball and the curtain are lying on the ground, and the little skeleton is constantly poking at the head of the curtain, and it doesn't understand why the curtain suddenly collapsed.

"Don't make a fuss, let me sleep again.. it! ”

[The curtain also woke up suddenly, he was surprised to find that he was actually asleep, and what he saw before was just a dream, he didn't return to the blue star at all, and the contents of the bottle just made him sleepwalk. 】

"You can.."

Makuya gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground, and it was obvious that he had been pitted by the dog narrator again.

He had this kind of preparation before opening the bottle, after all, it was really so simple to return to Blue Star, no matter how you thought about it, it was a little unreal, because it was too easy.

Although he knew that there was a great possibility of being caught, even if there was the slightest possibility, he would still choose to try.

But even if he is mentally prepared, he still feels very angry when he is tricked.

Kicking the little evil ball that was still in his dream, he woke it up, and then left the room with it and the little skeleton.

Jump and recharge your sports band.

Two o'clock, too long a delay here, left him with little time.

"Go down for another hour, and if you still don't get to the end, go back."

With his decision, he immediately leaped back to the metal steps and quickly descended.