Shang opened his eyes deep in the night. Due to the Day of Chaos, Shang had decided to sleep again.
The last couple of days had already been a pain. The bloodied face had returned from time to time in the last couple of days. It wasn't nearly as bad as back then, but it was still very noticeable.
The last night had been horrible. Just like before, Shang felt his entire world break down as he tried to sleep. Everything had appeared hopeless and senseless.
But, eventually, Shang managed to go to sleep.
He wasn't sure what he had dreamt about, but he was pretty sure that he had dreamt of something bad.
Why?
Because Shang found spots of blood on his bed.
He guessed that he had probably scratched himself bloody during his sleep, and due to his high tolerance for pain, he didn't even wake up.
However, as a new day began, Shang felt much better.
