C322 Nightmarish Entanglement

Ming Dao was woken up by the nightmare. He got up from the bed in fright as cold sweat covered his head. It was midnight, and a black curtain of night hung over the world outside the bedroom window. It was dark, deep, and the lack of light made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable and uneasy.

Uneasiness, yes uneasiness. However, thinking about his nightmare, Ming Dao became even more anxious