The dark paths of cloud.
Thinking about the stars.
"Arrrghhhh!!"
A groan was heard in a school clinic bed. A boy was dreaming that he is in a hospital lab and someone put something in his head.
"He is about to wake up."
"The operation was a success."
"Fortunately, we saw him even he is not our real target."
"One of the weapon against the invaders is a success."
These words are hitting the nerves of the boy, it's like a needle prickling his brain.
"My head hurts... Is this death? Who are they?"
Suddenly, the boy woke up from his nightmare and saw a slightly familiar ceiling, light bulb, bed and even the air conditioner. The hairs on his back stood up, he began to scan the entire room. He tried to pinch himself to make sure he is not dreaming.
He did it seven times just to make sure.
"What is this? Am I dreaming?"
