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"Ding! Welcome to the dungeon【Flying Over the Madhouse】, number of people in the dungeon: 7 people, main task: successfully escape Hoddle Madhouse within seven days.

Players are invited to explore the dungeon to their heart's content, find out and complete side missions to get extra rewards!Have a nice game!Special reminder: All props and skill cards are prohibited in this dungeon! "

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My name is Tiantian, and I am a mentally ill patient. I live in Bed 206, Ward 01, Floor [-], Area A, Hoddle Asylum. Many people think that lunatics like us are extremely dangerous—after all, killing people with mental illness is not illegal.

But I'm different, I'm not aggressive at all, there's no one more innocent than me, I just don't like potatoes because I think they look like a mouse.

My primary doctor, Carl, says I'm fine and in seven days I'll be out of here for good, but I don't believe him, and no one would believe a little slob with a beard, would they?I can't even believe he's a doctor!

My roommate told me that we had to escape this madhouse within seven days, otherwise something bad would happen.

My roommate is called Ye Zhao, who is also mentally ill like me. He said that there is a ghost living in his body. The name of the ghost is Xiaoye.

It doesn't usually come out, but it really exists, as long as you listen carefully, you can hear Xiaoye talking to him, and said that everything will be revealed only when he dies.

—— Xiaoye told him that he had to leave here within seven days. Although Xiaoye’s origin was very suspicious, Ye Zhao said that it was quite reliable most of the time, so I decided to believe it. Who made me like Ye Zhao.

In fact, I have always thought that Ye Zhao is a schizophrenic patient. This disease is much more serious than mine. I am a picky eater at best, but I still like him. I have liked him since high school, because he is really So handsome, handsome and cool, playing basketball like a thief.

I think Ye Zhao must also like me, but he has never told me. I think he is awkward, but I like it-love is so unreasonable.

I heard that there were six patients who were told that they could leave after seven days like us, and there was a doctor who planned to resign on the day we left.

The doctor who is about to resign is called Li Modong. He is a very nervous young man. No matter facing other doctors or patients, he looks anxious. He only relaxes temporarily when he sees us.

——This guy is under too much pressure, but it's normal. Not everyone can adapt to a working environment like a lunatic asylum. I think it's more suitable for him to go back to the countryside and buy a few piglets to raise.

As for the remaining five patients, only one of them is known to me. This guy is called Ruan Xiaoshui. He looks like a potato with a mischievous eye. .

Although he was a bit annoying, he was not a villainous person, and he was mentally ill. He had to take the garbage bag back to the room every day when he threw out the garbage.

I asked him why, and he said, because it is a pocket, which represents many meanings, and I asked him what meanings, and he said that meanings are meanings, and there are many.

The Hoddle Asylum where I live is said to be a family business. It has existed for at least two generations. It has accommodated a total of 103 patients. Every few days, some people will be discharged from the hospital, and some people will come in. The total number remains constant. Stayed at 103.

These patients are distributed in two diagnosis and treatment areas, A and B, according to the severity of their condition. The area A where I am located is an area with mild mental symptoms. Basically, the patients here are only slightly abnormal like me. of.

Except for one person, that is Ye Zhao, because this guy is very good at fighting, his force value is extremely high, and his attack power is very strong. It is difficult for four or five strong male nurses to subdue him.

But it was said that he would become very quiet as long as he was with me, so Dean Hodel decided to put him and me in the same ward, and the routine labor in the morning and afternoon was the same for both of us.

Speaking of the dean, he is a very strange man in his early forties, with a refined appearance, and he has the taste of an old-fashioned British gentleman. He is always very kind and gentle, and treats every patient and medical staff politely, but I I always feel that his eyes are very cold, as if there is a beast dormant inside, and we are his prey, is it contradictory?

I talked to Dr. Carl about this feeling, but he said I was so tired and gave me two chlorpromazine, fuck your mother/chlorpromazine, I threw it in his thermos while he wasn't looking .

- This bastard puts whiskey and ice in a thermos, don't think no one knows he's drinking heavily at work, so I never believed he was a doctor.

There are more than 50 doctors and nurses in the Hodl Madhouse besides the dean Hodl. Actually, there are not many doctors, only seven or eight, and the rest are nurses. Patrolling back and forth near the tall three-story pointed tower.

Area B has never been asked not to be approached. It is said that the real murderers are locked there. Because they have mental illnesses, they do not have to bear legal responsibility, so they are sent to the madhouse for treatment.

Although I am very curious, I dare not break this rule casually. After all, it is too shameful for a mental illness to be killed by a mental illness.

Ever since Ye Zhao told me that I had to leave here within seven days, I started to plan specific methods, and the first thing I could think of was of course to prove that I was cured and I was going to be discharged from the hospital.

However, this sounds easy, but it is as difficult as making Ruan Xiaoshui throw away his pocket.

On the morning of the first day, I called Ye Zhao, and Ruan Xiaoshui followed to find my attending doctor, Karl.

I said, "Carl, there's something I want to talk to you about."

Carl was a little flustered when he saw us coming in. I bet he must have been drinking secretly again just now: "No, why did you come here with three people?"

I said, "It's not important."

Carl: "No, it's important."

Then Carl rang the call bell, and I knew that goddamn red cord, and it would call a bunch of Schwarzenegger-like burly paramedics.

Time was running out, so I had to hurry up and say: I think I'm fine, and both of them are fine, and we want to apply for early discharge.

Carl ignored me, took a small comb to straighten his beard, looked left and right at the small round mirror, and after a while said to the guard who just came by the door: "Go to the cafeteria and get a bowl of potatoes."

My face suddenly changed, and I felt my legs and feet were weak, but in order to leave smoothly, I decided to endure it for the time being.

Soon, Guard A came over with a bowl full of small salt and pepper potatoes—this is one of the dishes that the restaurant prepares to serve at noon. According to the old habit, as long as there are potatoes in the dish, I will pull them into Ye Zhao’s bowl— —The lunatic asylum does not allow patients to waste food.

I tried my best to keep my eyes on those potatoes, even though they looked like fat golden mice just born to me, and I could even hear the squeaking and immature calls.

A nurse with a large bowl approached me step by step, I couldn't help but take a step back, Ye Zhao and Ruan Xiaoshui looked at me full of worry.

I swallowed hard, and then shifted my gaze to Karl's bastard's face. The latter lifted his chin triumphantly. I was irritated by his dominator's attitude. An overcooked potato stuffed into his mouth.

I can feel the "Golden Mouse" struggling and jumping in my mouth, I can feel the flexibility of the teeth touching the flesh, I can feel the hot blood bursting on the tip of my tongue, and I can feel its little claws desperately in my throat scratching.

Then I threw up, vomited so badly, I burst into tears, and angrily grabbed the bowl of potatoes and slammed it onto Carl's hairy head, then kicked and punched the big hairy egg Kick.

"George, George!"

Karl is much shorter than me, holding his head and desperately shouting the name of the armor, the armor immediately stepped forward to help, but was stopped by Ye Zhao, Ruan Xiaoshui looked at Ye Zhao and George, and finally decided to beat Karl with me, immediately There was a crackling sound of beating in the small office.

"Oh, God!"

"Poor Karl is about to be beaten to death by these devils!"

There was too much movement, and several medical staff who passed by soon joined in the rescue of Carl. I was dragged to the ward on the second floor by two big nurses, one on the left and the other on the right. A black nurse who was nearly two meters tall was holding it in his hands, kicking and kicking his feet.

Ye Zhao was the only one who was still fighting with the five male nurses, and the nurse sat next to him with a swollen face like a pig's head, cursing uncleanly.

My mother, one hit five, which is not bad!

Seeing that Ye Zhao was being bullied, I was so anxious. They said that the rabbit bit people in a hurry. At that time, I didn't think much about it. I bit the neck of the nurse on the left, causing him a groan of pain, and then let go Before the other nurse could react, I picked up the potted orchid plant by the stairs and gave it to him right away.

But I still failed to rescue Ye Zhao, the black man carrying Ruan Xiaoshui stopped me.

He was as strong as a bull with a red cloth on his head. I was held down by him and couldn't move. Soon I saw Carl, who was bruised and swollen, walking towards this side with a grinning smile. With small drops of water.

I struggled in horror, but was held down by the black man. Carl swears something obscene and stepped on my back. I feel like my internal organs are about to be stepped out.

I resentfully spat on the other pant leg, and the bastard slapped me, making my ears buzz.

He grabbed my hair and was about to humiliate me again, when the black nurse said at the right time: "Doctor, Dean Hoddle wouldn't want to see you do this."

Carl let go of his hand resentfully, and my head hit the hard floor tiles all of a sudden. I thought I must have had a concussion, and then there was a tingling pain in my arm, and my consciousness gradually blurred.