In the underground ward, a patient bound tightly to the bed was struggling furiously with all his might. Despite his wrists and ankles being rubbed raw and soaked in blood that had seeped into the bindings, he refused to cease.
Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs…
How can you not believe me when there really are bugs?
If I say there are bugs, then there are bugs, you must believe me, believe me, believe me, believe me…
"Ahhh—!"
After relentless struggling, he finally broke free of the restraints on his hands, sat up, and pulled out the gauze stuffed in his mouth. His strong desire to pour out his emotions erupted voraciously, compelling him to yell out, shriek, and roar...
Bang—!
The door was kicked open violently.
Veronica rushed into the ward, one hand clasping the patient's throat, pinning him down onto the bed, while her other hand grabbed the steel gear cross on her chest and pressed it against his face.
The patient immediately let out a piercing scream.
