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Jerome picked up the trembling Sandra and carried her horizontally, giving Queena a cold glance as he passed by. “Take a good look at how real madmen live. When you come to your senses, I'll take you home.” Queena curled her lips slightly, her voice barely audible: “Jerome, the one who's not in their right mind is you.” Jerome paused for a moment, but eventually left without looking back. Sandra peeked out from his arms, her eyes filled with smug mockery. Queena was knocked unconscious and carried away. When she woke up again, she was already strapped to a metal electric chair. She instinctively struggled. But she was suddenly struck by an electric current, causing her body to convulse uncontrollably. The excruciating pain and fear overwhelmed her consciousness, causing her vision to grow dark. She dropped her head heavily. Sweat trickled down her temples, landing on the cold treatment table. Before losing consciousness completely, Queena was thrown into a sealed dark room. Fro