Time goes back to ten minutes ago.
Sean and Max said nothing as they rode the returning empty minecart, whizzing through the darkness.
Sean was still worried: "I don't know if my guess is right.
"If all this is just my imagination..."
Take out your own heart?
Can't imagine that ending.
Gathering his mind and ending his unhelpful fear, Sean did his best to focus on the present.
Soon, the mine cart returned to the starting point, and Sean led Max towards the way he came.
The air got worse. Even the remnant soldiers who were numb felt some itching in their lungs.
In addition, the playing cards in his arms kept vibrating.
The frequency belonging to Holly reminds them that they have only one way to survive - to kill "The Last Dance" after the concentration of acid fog severely weakens him.
Max had to admit that he was indeed considering this option.
There was a vague suspicion in his heart that the explorer who called himself "Xiao" was escaping from the situation of sacrificing himself.
However, for some reason, he also felt that the Queen in front of him who had saved more than a dozen civilians...
Maybe he really has some incredible abilities.
So, Max didn't reply to Holly's suggestion - he wanted to see what Xiao would do.
Soon, they were back in the acid room.
By now, the acid had completely receded—it had spread throughout the Joker House.
Sean, who had been wrapping himself in ectoplasm, also began to cough nonstop, and his eyes became red.
"If we launch a full-force sneak attack at this time," Max looked at Sean's back, "we should be able to kill him..."
After hesitating for a moment, Max finally failed to summon the chain.
As for Sean, who was running ahead, the edge of his soul was close to the City of Double Suns Shenyu, just like a fast shooter's thumb lightly touching the holster of a revolver.
He dared to turn his back to the remaining soldiers because he had enough strength.
Thankfully, though, Max made a wiser choice.
Soon, they rushed out of the acid room and came to the long corridor.
Sean rushed ahead and began to tear down the wall he had blocked before.
"Didn't you say that there is nothing here, and that there is a storm that will push people into the abyss?" Max asked curiously.
Sean nodded: “There is indeed a storm—but it’s not nothing.
"I just wanted to leave this room as soon as possible, so I didn't notice the thing that should exist here..."
"What's supposed to be here? You mean the Joker is in this room?"
"So to speak..." The wall was torn apart, and Sean's eyes stared into the darkness.
They got through the hole in the wall, and Max anchored the chain in the room, wrapped it around their waists, and walked toward the depths of the darkness together.
This time, the storm didn't come.
Sean never made it clear what he was looking for, and the remaining soldier Max's patience had reached its limit.
At this moment, Sean stood on the edge of the abyss, and he stood even further.
Mask burning in the darkness, he asked in a low voice, "So, where the hell is the Joker?"
He was vaguely aware that the other party was just delaying time.
Max already regretted choosing to believe it.
Standing at the edge of the abyss, Sean turned back, his eyes reflecting the firelight, his expression looking a little horrifying due to the angle of the light: "He is everywhere."
Max didn't understand what he meant. He leaned back, obviously no longer trusting: "What do you mean?"
Sean didn't care about the wariness shown by the remnant soldiers.
Max planned to continue questioning, but Sean just raised a finger to ask him to be quiet: "Listen carefully! Can you hear me?"
"What can I hear——"
Faintly, the remaining soldiers also heard it.
It seemed like footsteps.
Very, very slow footsteps.
It also seemed like someone was beating a big drum slowly in the distance.
"What is this sound?" He frowned.
Sean smiled, genuinely laughed - he had found the Joker.
In other words, I found another "clown" here.
"This is the sound of freedom..." Sean's body relaxed a little.
Max finally reached the edge of the abyss, and stared at the darkness on the opposite side with Sean, which was the direction from which the drum sound came.
Sean said: "Max, since entering the clown house, my team has experienced the front hall, the corridor, the storm room, the acid room, and finally the huge space where grease is transported...
"Does all this remind you of anything?"
The remaining soldier shook his head silently.
"In fact, the answer is obvious..." It seems that due to the air circulation, the acid fog here is much lighter, allowing Sean to speak smoothly, "What if these rooms are regarded as the organs of the human body?"
"Human body...organs?" Max's eyes showed confusion.
Sean nodded, he raised a hand, and a green glow bloomed in the palm of his hand - he began to dismantle the wall on the opposite side of the abyss.
"For example -
"The front hall represents the mouth, the corridor is the esophagus, the acid room is the stomach, and the minecart cave at the end is the intestines..."
There was a strange, enlightened feeling, and Can Bing was stunned.
He stared blankly at Sean, the mask on his face burning quietly.
"Don't forget..." Sean said, "We came in through the clown's mouth."
In front of the remnant soldier, the huge clown's face appeared. He blinked: "So, what you mean is...
“It’s not that the front of the Clown’s House is made to look like a clown…
"But, is this huge haunted house itself a clown?"
In the impression, a pair of eyes looked at him strangely and teasingly on the huge smiling face.
Sean nodded: "That's right.
“What ‘find the clown’…
“We’re always in the body of the Joker!
“This storm room is the clown’s lungs.
"And the one closest to the lungs..."
The walls were torn apart…
…
Boom...boom...boom...!
The "drum sound" became particularly obvious at this moment.
In the dim firelight, a huge blood-red heart was contracting and pulsing under the brick wall!
"It's his heart."
Looking towards the huge, pulsing thing, Sean grinned, revealing his white canine teeth.
——
Time returns to the present.
Sitting by the campfire, everyone, including Black Death Doctor Folai, seemed to be still.
They looked at Sean in shock, reorganizing the journey they had taken without thinking in their minds——
A red blanket stained with saliva.
Long esophageal corridor.
The stomach pouch that even digested the whale.
Turn whale oil into nutritious gut.
Lungs howling in the storm...
Only then did they realize that they and their party had been exploring the clown's body.
The process of finding the clown is the process of becoming aware of where you are.
And if you want to cut out the clown's heart, you can only open the wall of the lungs...
Such a change in thinking is really unimaginable.
If it weren't for Sean, they wouldn't have thought of all this.
"But..." Moonlight said, "We did see you in the mirror as the Joker."
Sean continued: "That's another solution to this haunted house: kill yourself, carve out your heart, and let others leave -
"The purpose of this arrangement is to guide the unlucky guy to commit suicide or be killed by his teammates.
“When they couldn’t find the clown and saw that their teammate was the clown in the final mirror...
“They just don’t think about other possibilities.
“Give an obvious answer to hide the deeper truth.
"That's the trick of the designer of this haunted house."
Sean's narration ended, and the group fell into silence.
