The mirror shards fell to the ground with a series of clinks. Behind the crimson, blood-red glass, the smiling face twisted and warped.
His mouth split open. The closer he came to death, the happier he became, and the less he could control his urge to laugh.
"We were called No-Smile. Father once said we didn't deserve to smile." The man in the mirror seemed to recall something amusing. His lips parted, and his grating laughter could be heard even through the glass, as if his father's words were the funniest joke in the world.
"Your father?"
"He was a doctor at the hospital. He wasn't a good father, but he was the greatest doctor I've ever known." A trace of pain, fear, and fervor lurked in the man's deranged eyes. "Other doctors only treated the sick. He saved people and killed them at the same time. He believed angels and devils were both hidden in the human heart, so he built Heaven and Hell with his own hands."
"Is Hell the cursed hospital?"
"No. That was Heaven, a Heaven everyone wanted to escape!" The man in the mirror had completely revealed his true nature. He looked at Chen Ge and laughed with delight, seeming to especially enjoy talking to him.
"If it was Heaven, why did you want to escape?" Chen Ge had already formed a brief opinion of the man in the mirror: A lunatic.
"That was Heaven for my father alone, not for us." The man pressed his face against the glass. Its many cracks were reflected across his skin, as though they had sliced his face into pieces. It was a terrifying sight.
"If Heaven was already that frightening, what was the Hell your father built like?"
"No one has ever seen Hell. Do you think