Orphanage
That night, Yu Sheng slept fitfully.
There had simply been too much going on lately, draining too much of his energy. He had fallen asleep fairly quickly, but then started having all kinds of chaotic, bizarre dreams—sometimes he dreamed of that museum, sometimes of his hometown as he remembered it, and sometimes of that Black Forest. He felt as though he had woken up several times in the middle of it all, even hearing Eileen talking in her sleep, but those awakenings seemed to have been nothing more than another strange dream.
That restless sleep continued until the second half of the night, when he suddenly felt his mind relax. All the jumbled, indistinguishable dreams seemed to become docile, and he slept peacefully through the next morning in a calm, comfortable half-dream.
Then, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw two Eileens pinning his arms from either side. Both arms were already numb and completely devoid of feeling.
Yu Sheng took a long while to recover before finally wrenching his arms free. The tingling, aching pain immediately made him grimace.
Eileen woke up as well, slowly rubbing her eyes and sitting up with her hair in complete disarray. "Good morning... yawn. Why did you sleep so restlessly yesterday?"
Yu Sheng was shaking both arms irritably when he heard the little doll mutter. He froze for a moment, then immediately understood. "You helped me during the second half of the night?"
"Your dreams were disturbing me." The two Eileens muttered at the same time as they got up, tidying each other's clothes and hair. "They were so annoying that I went inside and calmed you down a little."
Yu Sheng let his arms hang limply, his expression slightly strange. After a moment, he cleared his throat twice. "Ahem,