As a psychiatrist and patient at Arkham Asylum, Hallie's perception of nightmares is completely different from that of others.Some people want to escape from nightmares to hide from their dark past and pain, but they all seem to have forgotten one thing, and that is that nightmares are essentially ownerless.The nightmare or the nightmare is a chicken-and-egg question, but Harley believes that even if she has a nightmare, then she is the queen of dreams.Whether it's a dream or a nightmare, it's all their own thing, and nightmares come in to make trouble, and they're outsiders, right?
Just like now, what appeared in the dream was the Arkham Sanatorium, which was one of Hallie's home fields, and to be exact, she was home wherever she went.Here, then you have to play with her!
Speaking of which, after playing in the playground for three days in a row, I was really tired, and it was a pity to leave before I had enough.Now the Nightmare Rebellion is a good thing for Harley, because she is ready to go to bed, she can continue to play in her dreams, and playing games in dreams does not affect normal life, isn't this the experience of a future full simulation game in science fiction works?
So she understands those who are anxious to escape from their dreams, but she doesn't agree with their choice.It's a shame to miss out on such a great opportunity to have fun.With a warm smile on her face, she slammed open the office door and stepped into the long corridor flanked by wards outside the door, announcing her arrival in a loud voice: "Dear friends!
Did you take the chocolate oatmeal I prescribed to you yesterday?!
Hee-hee!
”Her voice was like a stone being dropped on the surface of a calm lake, and it was like shouting in a zombie city, and in the next second, countless arms stretched out from the cells on both sides of the corridor, as if they longed for something, scratching constantly.Arkham Sanatorium, nominally a hospital, is essentially a prison.The so-called wards here are actually cages, with no luxurious wards and beautiful little nurses, only cold iron windows."
Quacks!
Quack!
You didn't cure me at all!
”"I'm so uncomfortable, Dr.
Quezel, your medicine doesn't work!""
AhhYes!
Uh~Ah!
Aba!
”Voices like this came like a tidal wave, like a gust of wind blowing through the doctor's ears, and she didn't take it as nonsense, but bounced forward and answered the patients' questions with a smile.To the first person, she said: "You are not sick at all, you were sent in because you offended the big guys!"
You're finished, and your wife and children will soon become someone else's. ”As for the second person, she replied: "It's not that my medicine doesn't work, it's because I took a rebate for purchasing, and what you eat is actually jelly beans, and I've also eaten them, orange-flavored." ”The third person also got a dark answer: "Aba, Aba, Aba."
Yes, no one can understand what he says, so naturally Hallie has to answer with the same encrypted call."
Don't worry, come one by one, I know I'm charming, but don't kill each other for competing for my attention, hehe!
The one over there who looks like a shell, what's the problem with you, did you kill your mother or your daughter?
”This long corridor felt like she had stepped out of the catwalk, and she was in high spirits, in good spirits, and responded enthusiastically to each patient, mixed with a lot of negativity and Gotham foul language.In terms of the lack of vocabulary in English, the slang on the West Coast side of the United States should be relatively dirty, but compared to Gotham on the East Coast, it is even milder than the nursery rhymes played in kindergarten.And her plan worked, and here were nightmares, and the patients in these cages were all nightmares in disguise.Harry's previous answers were darker and crazier than the plot they had designed, and they were a little confused, and now that they heard it, Harley didn't want to see them kill each other?
That.
We're going to kill you!
Nightmares are all about making people see things they don't want to see in their nightmares.So the prisoners inside the cage began to tear bloodily, although it was a dream, but for the nightmares, this is the real world in which they live, and here death is really over.Just as a demon can be killed in hell by certain means, nightmares can be killed and devoured by other nightmares in nightmares.It's almost the same as raising Gu."
Ah, that's interesting."
Hallie applauded in satisfaction and cheered on the nightmares in the cage: "The last time I saw such a chaotic scene was in the supermarket on Black Friday, oh, it was a normal Friday, but the robbers of the supermarket that day forgot which black gang it was, anyway, there were black people everywhere." ”By this time, she had walked far away, and by the time the nightmares realized that they had been deceived, it was too late.Once a big scuffle like this starts, it's hard to stop, and it's the same thing with a bar brawl, where the loud voices affect all voices intent on a truce, and the person who shouts the loudest is often the next target right away.After setting off a nightmare of a small civil war, and after watching the excitement, Hallie smiled and walked through the hallway, ready to go to the cafeteria to have a look.It's been a long time since I've been back to Arkham, and I don't know if there's any new food in the cafeteria in my dream today?
However, the familiar path changed, and she pushed open the door in front of her, but instead of the nursing home lobby, she came to the front desk of a hospital.The spacious and bright environment, the comfortable sofas, the patients and medical staff coming and going, this air is filled with the smell of order, and the discerning person will know that this is not Gotham at a glance.After all, if you want to go to the hospital in Gotham, or treat some kind of injury, you have to bring a gun, don't expect someone to be too sympathetic to put you in the front line, there is only survival of the fittest in this city.Under normal circumstances, it is useless to register at Gotham Hospital, the number plate is to fool outsiders, and the real old Gotham abides by another potential rule, that is, whoever has a bigger caliber in his hand will be able to see the doctor first.People with bazookas and grenade launchers tend to be able to see a doctor more steadily, while people with 12-gauge shotguns have to compare the rate of fire with other patients because of the rotten nature of this thing."
Is that the setting?
A life and exciting game like never before. ”Next to the medical desk, Harley grabbed her white lab coat and looked at her chest, where there was an extra sign that read, 'Harleen Quezel, the attending neurologist.'"
Ha, I'm a neurologist, it's a good joke, some people just can't figure out psychosis and neurosis, and when I go to work, I have to explain the difference every time, and I'm going to be driven crazy."
At this time, the loudspeaker inside the hospital shouted: "Dr.
Harleen Queezel, please rush to the operating room immediately." ”The average person may be reluctant to go to the operating room, because the operation scene is similar to the slaughter of an animal, not only is it bloody, but it also smells bad.But these are not problems for the little jelly bean, and when she heard the nightmare calling her from the loudspeaker, her eyes suddenly lit up: "Great!
I haven't dissected a human brain yet, let alone turned over the same nerves in my brain, today can be regarded as catching up, and I don't have to be responsible, cool!
”She rushed to the depths of the hospital, not needing to know where the operating room of the neurology department was, because it was her nightmare, and the nightmare would make sure she got to the playground.