A hand climbed up my back, and I lowered my head in fear and anticipation.
In the A-1 Laboratory, being chosen by the owner of the hand means death or rebirth.
I am a person who is eaten away by the virus or I am the virus. All of this may be my fantasy.
I knelt down every day and begged them to let me out. They said I was crazy, opened my head with a scalpel, and fed me strange medicines, but I was still conscious.
They are a bunch of man-eating devils!
The yard was like a prison, with no sunlight at all. A lot of people went crazy after coming here and I never saw them again.
I want to escape from this horrible place! ! !
Demining:
●This article has strong logic and a lot of outrageousness. Eat after understanding.
●The author's update has no logic, please forgive me if it's stuck.
Concept: The author is boring