Anthony Charlie opened his eyes.
For a moment, the piercing light penetrated his gaze.
He squinted slightly, and blurry images appeared before him. Slowly, they became clearer and clearer.
He saw nothing but a huge white ceiling.
Anthony, being used to not being able to see, felt disoriented at the sudden sight of the ceiling.
Staring silently at the ceiling, he stayed in a daze for a while, trying hard to remember what he was doing before he fainted when he heard a sudden "thud" sound nearby.
Without thinking, Anthony turned his head and saw a man, dressed in a suit with messy hair, falling to the ground.
The man must have been sleeping.
After falling, he scared himself too.
Then, the man stood up using the help of a nearby couch, not even bothering to open his eyes, he fumbled his way back onto the couch.
Who was this man?
Anthony didn't recognize him...
