"I entered the dream world again… Phew!"
Thomas was worried that if he went to sleep after such a long time of staying awake, he'd end up having a coma and wouldn't enter the dream world.
He was deadly tired, yet luckily this didn't pose a problem for him. The moment he arrived in the foggy dream world, he instantly looked around. The tree pot was there, and he was sitting on his throne, the same place he was at before leaving.
And he wasn't alone, there were the four customers he received first before everything went wrong. The moment he spotted them, he felt like a rock was lifted off his chest. Yet things weren't as great as he expected.
"At last you came back, Joker!" one of them said. As there weren't any features appearing on their faces, all looked like identical gatherings of fog, Thomas found it hard to identify who was which, "We waited for you for an entire night! We need to hear an explanation from you!"
