Yu Sheng had a dream.
In the dream, he entered that thick fog once again, but this time he hadn't brought Huli and Eileen with him. An unfamiliar street stretched straight ahead from his front door, and something at the end of the road seemed to radiate an intense allure. He kept walking forward, deeper into the fog, as if he had walked within it for ten years, a hundred years...
In the dream, he walked forward without tiring. Gradually, the city within the fog revealed increasingly bizarre and fantastical scenery. He saw buildings bending over as if they were candles melting in hot wind. He saw roads curling upward into the sky like strange seaweed floating up through water. He saw countless upside-down shadows drifting above the city, radiating eerie light through the fog.
Yet he continued walking forward, venturing deeper into the increasingly strange Boundary City, as if passing through layers of ever more bizarre mirages. At last, the surrounding fog transformed into dense darkness. Shadows that seemed almost tangible formed enormous masses, silently drifting above the desolate, shattered earth. The entire world in the dream dimmed, and then, at the end of that barren, broken land, he once again saw that tall and slender figure.
The Artificial Saintess of the Holy Ascetic Society, that killing machine, once again drifted toward him with an elegant, dance-like, ghostly gait. Then, all of a sudden, she rocket-boosted from behind and slammed an iron headbutt into his chest...
Yu Sheng woke with a howl. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw that daylight outside had already grown bright. Eileen the rebar was sitting cross-legged on his chest, but she clearly hadn't woken up at all. The doll kept her eyes closed and shouted in her sleep, "I, Alice doll, demand