The next day in the boys' dormitory, a boy woke up screaming, breathing heavily, and feeling excruciating pain in his chest.
"No! No! No!" The boy shouted before opening his eyes, looking at the ceiling of his room.
After a few seconds of eerie silence, he spoke, "Who was that woman? Why did she call me her son?"
Suddenly, a female voice began echoing inside his head, repeating his name incessantly, "Michael, Michael, Michael...." After a few seconds of silence, "I will protect you, don't worry."
"Huh?" The pain that had subsided returned, this time worse than ever, causing Michael to clutch his chest, curling up and bringing his knees to his chin while letting out an inaudible scream, but the small mirror on his carto cracked in three places.
Before Michael passed out, the image of a woman with a weary expression but a gentle smile appeared, saying, "Close your eyes, don't look at the sky."
