"There are so many people. After entering, I saw the densely packed people in the hospital, including doctors in white coats and patients in hospital gowns... They looked very strange. There seemed to be a monster lying on the back of each doctor. I couldn't see clearly. They were monsters without feet... Their heads were leaning against the doctor's head, like parasitic animals, very strange... very strange..."

"For some reason, as soon as I entered, I was seized by these doctors in white coats. They tied me up and said that I was sick... I was mentally ill and wanted to be detained... Then, I searched them, took off my clothes... and changed into a hospital gown, and finally held me in a small and dark room..."

"There were four men who were imprisoned in this room with me. They were all mentally ill by the doctor in white coats... That's right. As soon as I entered, they were detained as mentally ill..."

"The Horror House... experienced horror personally? Or the root of sin? You must not guess what's next, because... because the four men who were detained with me were all not mentally ill. They had doctors in the hospital, police, executives of the company, and even a government official... They all came to the Horror House to experience it... but they never thought that as soon as they came in, they were detained... restricted their personal freedom, and they could not go out, and there was also the possibility of death at any time."

"The longest time they were detained, even for three months. They were treated as mentally, in this asylum, receiving treatment. Every day... they used electric shock therapy... chainsaw therapy... amputation therapy... digging the internal organs... to treat... psychosis."

"Everyone either lacks arms or has few legs. There is even a man who is directly dug out the kidneys, half of the liver, spleen, and half of the kidneys..."

"It's really destroying...the purgatory on earth..."

"I don't know how many mental illnesses are detained in this crazy asylum, but from the number I know, there are definitely no less than a thousand people. Even more...everyone, to a certain extent, has been physically damaged...all have become disabled."

"It is said that in this crazy asylum... many people have died. They are all destroyed to death... The people who live with me also said that in a few days, or half a month... they will die. The internal organs are hollowed out and destroyed to death."

"Maybe you don't believe it...but this is true. At that time... I was wondering, will my wife and children be here? Being imprisoned by them, bit by bit, bit by bit, bit by bit? Finally, die little by bit?"

"I was crazy... but to no avail, no one paid attention to me. In that small room, I was like a prisoner in detention, waiting for the arrival of death little by little."

"On the afternoon when I was locked up, a white coat came. He pressed us to feed us medicine. It was a medicine for treating mental illness... I was not sick, why should I take it? I didn't take it... I resisted... It was useless. They used electric batons to resist me so much that they forced me to feed the medicine."

"I clearly remember that after feeding the medicine, the white coat told several security guards who came in with him that the man would receive physical therapy and take him to the operating room three hours later..."

"At that time, I didn't know what physical therapy was. On the contrary, the four roommates who were in the same 'ward' as me all showed a look of horror, as if there were some memories that made them extremely scared."

"I asked them what physical therapy is... No one spoke, all of them were ashamed..."

"Three hours later, the security guards came in again. Without saying a word, they carried me out of the ward... I remembered it really well, that... those security guards were all walking on tiptoe. That's right, they just tiptoe."

"Soon they took me to the operating room, and then I...I went to the operating table, and the one who performed the surgery on me was a very white female doctor...I asked them why...Why should I be detained? Where is my wife and children...I said I want to call the police... But none of them talked to me... They were all doing things silently, just like robots."

"Yes, it's just a robot... I've been amputated... an arm... no more."

"Their physical therapy is to amputate the limbs...diggle the internal organs..."

"Despair...I was really desperate at that time..."

"Why...Why...Xizi Horror House is committing crimes...They are committing crimes, why no one cares about it? I called the police several times, but all of them were left unresolved."

"Now my arms are gone...they are really committing crimes...it's really committing crimes...but I can't resist."

"I want to escape, but I don't have a chance... Every time I escape, I come back, I'll beat you up, and then cut meat... What is cutting meat... I tell you, do you know whether to kill pigs... Do you know whether to slaughter meat? It means to cut the living person down with a knife and cut meat into pieces until the bones are exposed, and then stop..."

"I ran away three times and was cut three times... I still have a large piece of meat missing in my abdomen, thighs and waist..."

"Who is the mental illness? Is it the patient here? Or the doctor at this psychiatric hospital?"

"They achieved some purpose by destroying people? Pervert..."

"The next day, my second physical therapy began...I only came here for one day, amputated one arm, peeled three times... My second physical therapy was called skinning..."

"To be precise, it's skin peeling... The human skin on my face was peeled off bit by bit by bit by bit by bit... I didn't give anesthetics, it was peeled off alive... It hurts... It hurts."

"But... this time, I saw clearly... While performing surgery on me, they were also performing surgery on another person, changing my face to another person's face. That person... has no face... They are transplanting my face... and even... there are internal organs... Maybe it's from other people's internal organs. They are putting internal organs into the torso of the faceless person..."

"The face change and the internal organs... are all real. They are assembling a person... a brand new person."

"So...so terrifying. Is this assembler alive? If his hands are alive, he put on my face. Is he me... he is me, and I... stay in this terrifying house forever, waiting for the arrival of death..."

"I stayed in this asylum for two days. I lost my face, my arms, and three pieces of meat. I want to leave...I want to leave here...I want to leave..."
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