The walls were covered in veins, the floor flooded with blood; the ward where Xia Yang was in seemed to have been erased from reality, hidden within a nightmare.
All the devices related to dream entry were out of control, the graphs on the screens distorted into faces of the dead, needles spun backwards, indicator lights exploded silently, revealing pairs of red eyes inside.
All these bizarre scenes entered Xia Yang's eyes, and he laughed with immense joy: "Yes, yes! This is the world I see, the world I want to see. You did it, you actually accomplished what I always wanted to do!"
Standing at the center of the nightmare, the Blood City tattoo crawled on his skin, Gao Ming looked down at Xia Yang. He was not Xia Yang's savior, nor was he his friend; to be precise, Xia Yang was driven to death step by step by him.
