The spirit of the shared bike was destroyed right in front of me.
At the same time, I saw Ren Pi and his daughter's souls drift out. They didn't ascend to heaven. Instead, they were suddenly swept into the darkness.
Ren Pi's soul dragged mine along with it.
Just then, I heard some indistinct whispers and jolted awake from the dream.
I looked around in confusion.
I was back home, lying in my own bed.
Ren Pi was dead, and the demon had kept its promise. I'd successfully woken up from the dream.
But it seemed something had changed.
I had a strange feeling I couldn't put into words. The demon's sudden appearance and those final whispers both troubled me.
It seemed Ye Qing had forcibly cut the dream short, but I was sure that, in the moment I woke up, I'd still heard the demon's final words.
I couldn't understand the language, but judging by its tone and sound, the demon had finished saying a sentence.
That might have been what was making me uneasy.
Those whispers sounded just like Wu Ling chanting a spell.
They weren't in the same language, but they shared the same uncanny quality.
I sat up, looked over my body, and wiggled my fingers.
Everything seemed normal.
I unlocked my phone and opened the front-facing camera. I hadn't grown any horns, either.
I thought for a moment, set my phone down, pulled out a tissue, and tried to use my ability.
My hand was quite steady. The tissue hung from it without swaying.
But as soon as I tried to use my ability, my hand twitched, making the tissue flutter.
Other than that, nothing changed.
I waited a little longer, took a deep breath, and tried again.
Nothing...
My ability was gone!
I was