"I... I always thought those things had something to do with, uh, organ transplants. How could this be possible? My organ was donated to me by my mother. She..."
"Please calm down, Mr. Xu. There's no need to rush. You can start at the beginning and take your time."
"Oh... you want me to talk, and you suddenly ask me to talk... Who exactly are you?"
"We've been hired to investigate this matter. Mr. Xu, rest assured, we have a way to resolve it. But before that, we need to understand exactly what happened. Ideally, we'd like to know every detail. Please don't hold anything back. Think carefully about what happened."
"Ah... I don't really know how to explain it... It was probably, probably after the operation, after I was discharged... After I got home to rest, I dreamed I'd been hit by a car. It was a pretty bad crash. I was thrown into the air... My lower back, this area, hurt a lot. I thought it was because I'd just had surgery. For several days afterward, it kept hurting in waves, like I'd suddenly been hit by a car—again and again, every so often. Then... then I started seeing things... I... I can't really explain it..."
"Were you hallucinating?"
"Hallucinating? Yes, yes, exactly! It was a hallucination! I kept feeling like I'd been hit by a car. At first, I'd just feel a jolt of pain. Later, I started seeing things. It was just like in my dream: I'd see a car come straight at me and hit me... After I'd seen it so many times, I thought... you know, like a premonition. You understand, right? I thought I was seeing a premonition, that maybe one day I'd... I'd get hit by a car and die. For a