Chapter 150: What’s Reflected in the Mirror
As his eyes blinked a few times, his thin eyelids trembled slightly. His unfocused eyes stared blankly into the darkness. The first thought that came to him was nothing significant.
'Am I blind again...?'
Just that.
Fortunately, as his senses gradually adjusted to the darkness, he began to distinguish the objects around him. He slowly propped himself up on his elbows from the mattress. The sensation of the blanket covering his body felt familiar. It was probably his bedroom at home.
He reached out and turned on the bedside lamp. The room filled with a crimson glow, casting a reddish hue on his pale face.
...
It felt like he had a very long dream.
...
But was it really a dream?
Something glittered on the soft blanket. Without hesitation, he grasped it and got out of bed. With each step, his body wobbled. Moving felt unfamiliar, as if it wasn't his own body.
He opened the door. His bare feet touched the cold wooden floor several times as he made his way to the large window.
"..."