Bai Youwei hadn't slept.
What should have been the most comforting embrace now felt like a blade against her back; she had to constantly monitor Shen Mo's condition.
The person behind her was quiet.
Outside, it was quiet too.
She wondered how the others were doing now. This change had crept in unnoticed, and alerting them might only add to their agony.
Seeing how Mark and Dylan were coping, able to endure for a few months, meant that this change wouldn't kill anyone—it only brought physical and mental pain. If one could endure it, then it would be fine.
Bai Youwei waited a long time, then heard the breathing behind her gradually even out, as if he had fallen asleep.
...Sleeping was good.
When asleep, there would be no feeling of hunger.
She let out a slightly relieved sigh and closed her eyes too.
...
The next day, the atmosphere in the stone chamber was sterner, more oppressive.
The fire had long gone out, and the air around was bleak and cold.
