He was really frightened by the crazy side of Arnold just now. He saw that Arnold didn't pretend to be crazy at all.
"I was really venting my anger just now! I always felt that something was going to come out of my body and replace me!"
Arnold pointed at his temple, with a flash of confusion in his eyes. "I don't know how such a situation happened. I faintly feel that it has something to do with the special ability I have been given. I'm very scared."
Arnold said, covering his face with his hand and trembling slightly.
Alva could see that tears ran down his face and fell on the dry and pale skin on his chest.
"I just want my wife and children to stay away from this damned place, standing in the sun with no filtered air in their respiratory tract."
"I was afraid that one day I would suddenly turn into a zombie and eat them, so I lived alone in this small room. I... I can't hold on any longer."