"Who am I?" The girl looked at the ruins in front of her in a daze.
"You are the new king of this world!" Mr. Clown said
"You evil witch! You should die!" People said
"No! It's not like that! I... It's just me... It's just me..." The girl squatted down and held her head in her hands, her facial features wrinkled together, as if she was trying to drive something out, "Why... Is it like this..."
Go to sleep... Child... Go to sleep... The voice came from nowhere...
"Who is it...? The girl raised her head blankly, and before she could wait for the voice to answer, she fell asleep...
Go to sleep... Go to sleep... When you wake up, everything will start again... The stopped hour hand will start moving again...