She clutched the floor with both hands, and the veins on her slender hands were popping due to the pain. Blood kept gushing out of her mouth, nose, and ears.
Fragmented images flashed through her mind.
In the dark and confined space, a gentle female voice seemed to be saying something. She could not open her eyes, but her surroundings were warm—as if she had returned to her mother's womb.
However, she seemed to be able to vaguely sense a hidden, dark force, brutal and cold, constantly spying on her, or rather… observing her?
She had been having this nightmare since she could remember until she was seven years old.
However, unlike in the past, the images this time lasted longer than any of the dreams.
In the dark space, she could hardly feel the passage of time, but she could feel a steady flow of power flowing into her body, and the mysterious woman she had never seen was getting weaker and weaker.
