Li Huowang tightly grasped the iron bars of the window, his eyes vacant as he watched the patients outside during their yard time and their bizarre actions.
He thought for a long, long time before his lips trembled and he muttered to himself, "Are they really all hallucinations? Have I truly been mentally ill all this time?"
"You're only just realizing that now?!" Yi Donglai's suppressed, angry voice came from behind him. "When you killed people, climbed the electric fence, and gouged out your own eyeball, did you really think you were a normal person?"
Li Huowang's expression gradually became ferocious, the veins on his hands bulging as he gripped the iron bars. "I had clear reasons for everything I did!"
"What mentally ill person doesn't have reasons for killing or hurting people? But those reasons only make sense inside your head! They don't belong in the outside world!"
