"My brother's head isn't here," Xu Deyi retreated behind Gao Ming, not daring to enter the room, "Without the head, we can't make him whole."
"The corpse in the cellar belongs to the Dream Master, the tenacity in mom's room belongs to the Dream Master, and what's hidden in this room…" Gao Ming observed the photographs, "It should be the Dream Master's memory, vision, touch, hearing, smell all split apart, the past of the Dream Master torn and shattered."
It was hard for others to comprehend what Gao Ming was saying, let alone resonate with the Dream Master's experiences, but Gao Ming was different, as he seemed to have undergone similar torture in his own nightmares.
