Gringdon Black had a nightmare.
In the dream, Cypher first stood with his back to him, then raised his knife and brought it down, sending tomato juice flying.
He cruelly dismembered his girlfriend right before his eyes.
Then, carrying a blood-dripping cleaver, he strode toward him with a savage grin.
Don't come any closer!
With a strange cry, Gringdon Black abruptly sat up and leaped off the bed.
His sudden movement stirred a faint breeze.
That trace of coolness cleared his mind.
So it was a nightmare!
Gringdon Black let out a long breath and relaxed his arms, which had instinctively risen in defense.
Only then did he realize he was drenched in sweat.
No, Cypher swinging that knife had been a dream, but he and Eileen really had suffered devastating injuries!
Where was this?
How was Eileen?
There was no time to think.
Seeing a wooden door in front of him, he rushed out without hesitation.
Bang—
The wooden door slammed heavily against the wall.
Fresh air rushed over him from outside, accompanied by blinding sunlight.
Gringdon Black raised a hand to shield his eyes before looking around at his surroundings.
This was a residential area, wasn't it? Where would Cypher and the others be?
Gringdon Black was momentarily at a loss. Then his gaze shifted to the roof.
The higher you stood, the farther you could see!
Just as Gringdon Black was about to climb onto the roof.
The little sapling to his right suddenly rose out of the ground.
Its roots twisted together, forming two legs.
After choosing a direction, it pattered forward at a run.
Gringdon Black was startled at first, but once he reacted, he realized it was a guiding beacon Cypher and the others had left for him.
After all, Cypher would never abandon