Dylan Flack looked at the security guard's rest area, which only had a small bed and seemed to be in shades of grey and white, perhaps due to psychological suggestion, excessively dull and monotonous.
Dylan didn't know the situation on the other side, he saw the security guard return, but why did he look so somber?
Could it be that he wouldn't be able to see his mother today? Watching the guard's expression, Dylan had already prepared for the worst; he might have come here in vain.
"How are you feeling now? If you can move around, then come down quickly, I'll accompany you inside!"
Dylan had braced himself, but upon hearing what the guard said, his eyes suddenly shone with light. He could actually see her, that was too exciting!
"I can move now, I'll come down right away!"
Perhaps thinking that he would see his mother in a moment, Dylan got too excited and jumped right off the bed.
