Yan Junze went to bed late, and he didn't know how long the dream he just had lasted; he felt extremely exhausted and indeed wanted to sleep some more. He nodded, closed the door, and went back to bed to continue sleeping.
In his drowsy state, however, he couldn't fall back asleep, as there was always some worry that the dream might recur.
Lost in whimsical ideas, his mind gradually became muddled.
Around ten o'clock, a ringing phone woke him up. Yan Junze groggily glanced at the number, seeing it was an unfamiliar one. He didn't hang up, however, and pressed the answer button instead.
The voice of a middle-aged man came through the phone, but it sounded dry as if he hadn't had water in a long time, his throat parched.
"Is this Yan Junze?"
Yan Junze immediately became alert and responded, "Yes, it is. May I ask who this is...?"
"This is the Exorcism team from Tianyi District, Liu Hao, a three-star Exorcist. Zhang Xiaomo asked me to contact you. Where are you right now?"
