Juan blinked slowly. The net is still trying to adjust to the incoming light. When Juan's eyes finally opened 100%, the man groaned in pain while holding his forehead.
"How long have I been asleep here?" he asked in his raspy, waking voice.
Juan closed his eyes again as he sat down. Collecting his soul that is still scattered in dreamland.
"What exactly happened to me?" asked Juan, confused. "Why did I wake up in a place like this?"
Yes, a place like this. A very proper name for an old building that even almost collapsed.
Juan massaged his head as he recalled the events that had happened a while ago before he fell asleep. There was a flash of the old grandmother's face as well as the pain that wracked her body.
"So that old granny really locked me in this damned room?" Juan thought after remembering everything.
"I can't stand still. I have to run away from this place immediately. Otherwise, that witch will definitely hurt me again."
