The Boys: Rebirth

I laughed, in hell!
A whirlwind of emotions washed over me.Fun and happiness, terror and despair mixed into a vortex of madness. Adrenaline was boiling in my blood demanding to be released.
The straps that bound me, tightened more and more, and I kept laughing. Everything mixed up before my eyes. The white walls of the cell, the faces of the people on the other side of the glass, grimaces of either horror or disgust. I just wanted to destroy everything. Open my veins. Kill them all. End it all. Everything got mixed up in my head.

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The listless body, just a couple of seconds ago writhing in convulsions, hung helplessly on the straps.
The faces of the people behind the glass were frozen by porcelain masks, the only thing that showed a living being in them was their eyes. They stared at the body hanging on the straps, as if expecting it to come to life...
The door flew away as if from a strong shock.
Here’s the corrected version:

-The performance is over! Everyone out!- yelled the weird-looking man as he entered the room.People slowly made their way to the exit. All the while continuing to look back at the body, as if in disbelief that the inhuman is finally dead, that this is the end...
- what a circus was arranged here! squeaked the detective, closing the door.