He ran out like crazy, Fick kept muttering in his heart.

"What's going on, what's going on..."

He ran wildly towards his apartment, but was ruthlessly separated from the door.

"Sorry, this apartment is a confiscated forensic auction. It is under the process of forensic auction. May I ask you..."

"What...this, this is ridiculous, how is it possible?!"

"This is the scammer's stolen property. If you have any intentions about this apartment, please participate in the forensic auctions of Lington Court..."

In an instant, the whole world seemed to be spinning in Fick's eyes.

In a blink of an eye, he seemed to have lost everything, his job, his identity, his residence, his status...

In a trance, Fick went from a wealthy middle class to a person with nothing.

The whole world was shaking, and Fick couldn't accept everything in front of him.

"This is not true, it's just a dream. Wake up quickly, wake up quickly..."

Just as Fick kept talking hypnotic, a group of police officers in uniform rushed to the community.

"Don't move, we are SBP people, prisoner Fick, you are now in prison, your behavior has exceeded the scope of mental therapy. Now stop all your actions to cooperate with us..."

"No! This... this is not true, this is not the real world at all! Hemisia... I'm going to go back to Hemisia!"

As crazy as Fick turned around and escaped.

Running wildly, Fick came to a bridge without realizing it.

Opposite the bridge, the sirens were singing, and the police behind them were chasing them relentlessly.

Faced with this situation where there was no way out, Fick jumped and fell into the cold river without hesitation.

In the cold river water, Fick became deeper and deeper, and the black river water swept everything into the depth.

The noise in my ears gradually became quiet. In this silent deepness, as Fick continued to penetrate into the dark river, time gradually passed with the river.

Those memories that passed by slowly flowed in Fick's mind.

At this moment, he suddenly recalled those forgotten past events...

"I...I..."

I can't remember it, diluted by a comfortable life, something crucial...

"hiss--"

Taking a deep breath, the cold air pierced into the lungs like a sharp sword, Fick opened his eyes...

The one who appeared in front of him was a professional doctor.

She has a white coat, black lining, elegant temperament and deep eyes, and looks like an elite in the medical world.

"Hey, why is this guy again..."

And he was wearing a restraint suit and sitting on a white birdcage chair.

"I'm sorry Mr. Fick, the serious imaginary symptoms have completely lost control of your behavior. Not only do you show a strong tendency to violence, but you also try to jump into the river and commit suicide."

Imagination...jumping into the river...

A big fuss in the clinic, a conversation on the bridge fell into the river...

Damn, I...what is wrong with me...

Something is wrong, something must be wrong...

I forgot something...

But when Fick was sweating all over and tried to recall, he couldn't remember anything.

"Hell! Hell! Hell! What's going on! I'm not mentally ill!!!"

"Fake it! They are all fake! All this is a dream!"

Fick's hysterical roar in a restrained suit.

Riel shook his head and said.

"You are trapped in the so-called 'reality' again? Let me say that. If life goes well, we think it is real. If it doesn't go well, we think it is virtual. You are using fantasy to escape reality. This is a psychological mechanism for our self-protection..."

【Wake up... Wake up...】

A whisper of vicissitudes came from his ears. In an instant, the whole room seemed to burn and turned blood red. The burning anxiety made Fick feel restless as if burning.

Fick shouted excitedly as his heart roared.

"Look, Doctor! The whole world is red! Hahahaha, it's all red. How could this be true! You are fake, and this world is fake! As long as you wake up from your dream, I am still a psychologist, and you don't exist at all!!!"

Fick resisted frantically, trying his best to tear apart the shackles of the restraint.

Dr. Riel frowned and shook his head worriedly.

Already gone completely crazy.

Record Fick's current words and deeds on paper, even the primary school student biting the lollipop can tell that this person is an extremely dangerous madman.

"Sorry, Mr. Fick, the conventional treatment may no longer work for you. In order to be responsible for you and those around you, we must perform a frontal lobectomy on you..."

"Frontial lobe removal? No! I will definitely wake up!"

Fick tried hard to break free from the restraint suit, but the sense of restraint coming from the restraint suit was extremely real.

He could feel the tight restraint squeezing every inch of his skin, suppressing his chest, making him unable to breathe.

Anxiety kept gushing, sweat fell down my forehead, but the dream showed no sign of ending.

The world in front of me became brighter and the burning anxiety burned Fick's nerves.

This bright red world supports his cognition and gives him the courage and reason to rise up and resist.

"Fake, fake, fake!!!"

The hysterical roar was useless, and the nurse in white medical uniforms came to hear the news.

A stinging sensation was transmitted into the body, and then a stream of cold liquid poured into the blood vessels.

The anxiety is slowly fading, and the blood in the whole world is gradually surging like a tide.

Calmness and comfort are gradually replacing anxiety and madness.

This world becomes real and normal.

fear.

Nearly desperate fear enveloped Fick's heart.

"How is this possible...how can this be true!"

The more normal the world is, the more comfortable the body is, the more frightened Fick feels.

Resistance requires a reason. A comfortable and normal world is difficult to provide him with the determination to resist desperately.

The calming agent flowing in his blood vessels made him feel paralyzed and unable to arouse a trace of anxiety and resistance.

For a moment, it seemed as if the whole world was beautiful, and only the self who was trying to break all this was a disharmonious existence.

Accept comfort.

Stop resisting.

Learn to integrate into this world.

Start by denying everything in the past, change your cognition, and be a civilized and rational social creature...

Fick finally understood.

He needed this anxiety and the blood in front of him to remind himself...

This is a false world.

Don't stop resisting!!!

Bite on the tongue in one bite, and the hot and sweet liquid filled the mouth.

The stimulating smell poured into the brain, stirring the brain marrow wildly.

【Wake up... wake up... go resist...】

The bright red blood completely swallowed Fick.

Thorns-

The restraint suit was completely torn apart like waste paper, and a human-shaped monster with blood burning all over the body jumped out of it, and its huge blood claws waving like a sickle.
Chapter completed!