The Alien Door Opened in the Ward

Someone in the ward laughed and said "You're crazy", but the evil spirit outside the door was politely waiting to sign the contract. I was just a man labeled as a patient, but I survived all the adventurers after a wrong transfer - I returned alive to a world torn apart by memory, transactions and order; evil spirits became my wife, daughter and parents, and love and nightmares became entangled into a new family. Archivers treat warmth as a commodity and memory as capital; I was dismantled and labeled in their academy, and I was forced to learn how to exchange the price for the possibility of the return of my relatives. This is a story about loss and suture: who can define the ownership of "memory"? Power can be written in laws, but temperature can only be recorded by people. The protagonist goes from a madhouse to another world, from a sample being studied to a watcher - with guilt, revenge, and the courage to stitch together a broken world. If you like novels that coexist with ethical torture and dark fantasy, this is a book that will make you hear the echo outside the window in the middle of the night. The title shines into reality: The door to another world in the ward has been opened, do you dare to look back?