The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 3 The Notebook

5 minutes later, a poor guy in a bosozoku jacket desperately tucks himself under a couch.

It doesn't matter if this person's name is Parker, he may not even remember his own name now.

Moreover, he didn't quite understand what happened in the 5 minutes just now.Anyway, by the time he came to his senses, the brothers in front had already piled up on the ground.

The reason why he used the word "pile" was that he really couldn't find any other words to describe it, because those people were really piled up by his feet one by one. At that time, he couldn't even tell the difference. Who are the people, after all, he has no time to put them together.He just obeyed the little bit of instinct he still retained, rushed out of the house indiscriminately, and then ran vigorously along a corridor until he ran into the last room, and then got into what looked like a hospital bed Under the same thing, hide yourself.

What the hell just happened?
How are the people out there?

Who the hell is that person?
Why so quiet?
This hidden corner gave Parker a illusory sense of security, so he began to think wildly, and pinched himself by the way, to confirm whether all this was a dream. I have to say that this person's psychological quality is quite strong.

But at this moment, not far away, there seemed to be a sound of slow footsteps.

Parker's whole heart was in his throat, and his whole body tensed up uncontrollably.

Immediately afterwards, he clearly heard the door of the room being opened, and then a pair of blood-stained leather shoes slowly came into view. From the white hem dripping with blood, it could be seen that it was the doctor.

Parker felt a violent convulsion in his airway, which made him almost cry out. Fortunately, he covered his mouth with tenacious willpower, so he didn't make any sound.

The pair of leather shoes dangled around the room for a few times, and finally stopped in front of the clinic bed. Parker could clearly smell the sweet smell, blood dripped from the skirt of his clothes, and some splashed on his forehead.

Then, he heard a "pop", which was the soft sound of a lighter, followed by a prolonged puff of smoke.

He curled up desperately in the corner, covering his mouth tightly with his hands, almost suffocating himself, and there was a buzzing in his head.Fortunately, the doctor probably found nothing.
His toes turned to the direction of the door, and he was about to lift his legs and walk out.

However, at this moment, God seemed to have played a little joke with Parker.

The doctor's lighter was not held firmly, and it fell to the ground, and then the lighter slipped along the blood that just dripped, and slipped right next to the tip of Parker's nose.
Parker's eyeballs were about to pop out.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the man obviously stunned for a moment, then turned around, walked towards him, and bent down. A blood-stained hand stretched out, groping in front of his eyes.

At this moment, Parker felt a warm current in his crotch.

well he peed
But now he can't control so much anymore, he can only be thankful that he still wears a lot today, and the fluff on the long johns can absorb enough urine so that they don't overflow.

Finally, the man reached for the lighter, picked it up, and straightened his waist.

At this moment, Parker seemed to hear the hymns being chanted all over the world. He, who had never believed in anything, swore sincerely from the bottom of his heart at this moment that he must be a good person for the rest of his life.

But suddenly, a head suddenly came into his line of sight, and the doctor's eyes stared straight at him.

"Uhhhhh-"

A scream that almost didn't look like a human being rang through the night sky.

Today is definitely the most memorable day for Parker. In fact, he has pinched himself no less than twenty times, but the pain tells him that this is not a dream.

Now for himself, there is good news and bad news.

The good news: he's not dead yet.

The bad news: he doesn't know if being alive is a good thing.

At this moment, he is sitting in that doctor's office, yes, it is the office where he put on a ferocious face just now, but he never imagined that after 10 minutes, the thing he has to think about becomes how can How can I keep my crotch from being so wet without spitting out among the corpses all over the place.

Everyone dies. It doesn't take much experience with street fights to see that because they get pretty piecemeal.

But I am alive.

That horrible doctor didn't kill himself, but brought himself over, and poured himself a cup of tea?

What, he poured himself a cup of tea? .This is ridiculous, and I actually took it.

Although Parker couldn't understand what this was, he definitely didn't dare to run. Therefore, he could only sit in such a ridiculous way, holding the teacup, desperately trying to stop his body shaking.

Soon, the doctor walked in, maybe to make himself less afraid, he thoughtfully changed into a new white coat
"Hi, what's your name?"

"Papa papa—Park." He swore that this was really the most fluent thing he could say at the moment.

"Hello, my name is Ziliang." The doctor said, "I'm sorry for making your companion like this."

"It's okay, we have a normal relationship." Parker replied tremblingly. In fact, he didn't seem to know what he was talking about now.

Then, he saw that doctor named Ziliang took out a small black notebook from his pocket, and opened a page casually.

"So. Let me ask a question now." He looked at the notebook and asked, "Are you trying to rescue a few people from a place called 'Arkham Asylum' the other day?"

"Yes." Parker replied, because it was one word, he did not stutter.

Oh, by the way, this matter is considered a secret in the gang, but it's all for this reason, and it doesn't matter whether he keeps it secret or not.

No one knows what is written in Ziliang's little notebook. In fact, not long ago, there should have been no words on it, but now he seems to have seen something that makes him very happy.

Ziliang smiled: "Great, then your plan was hindered in some way, so you only rescued one person, and then you were forced to terminate it."

"Yes."

As if he had won a lottery, Ziliang said "yeah" excitedly.

"Very well, then we are companions now," he said.

"Ah?" Parker looked confused, he couldn't follow the other party's train of thought at all, at this moment, he even forgot to tremble.

Ziliang smiled, showing his neat white teeth.

"Because I'm going to help you rob prison." He said, turning the little notebook over at the same time.

Parker saw two crooked lines like this on it.

【Arkham Asylum】

【Death Row No. 21】

(End of this chapter)