C590 Burning Anxiety

I woke up from my nightmare, thinking that I must have died in my dream. How could Charcoal, that guy, be so cruel and merciless as to let me go so easily?

I wiped off the cold sweat on my forehead. Suddenly, I discovered a figure standing in the dark room. This figure wasn't tall, but the blurry figure made me feel very familiar. However, that face couldn't be seen clearly