In Backlund, inside the house at 15 Minsk Street in Cherwood Borough.
The moment Klein "woke up," he felt cold all over. His limbs were numb, and he couldn't stop shivering.
He had entered the Dream Labyrinth on Wednesday night and spent more than two days inside its scenario. It was now one in the morning on Saturday.
Good thing I'm already a Sequence 7 Beyonder. An ordinary person would've lost half their life after two days of this...
Brr... I tucked the blankets around myself before I left. How am I still this cold?
Teeth chattering, Klein waited until some warmth returned to his body, then forced himself up and went to the kitchen. He made a pot of tomato and oxtail soup, tore some oat bread into it, and quickly ate it with a spoon.
After finishing the whole pot of bread and soup, Klein patted his stomach in satisfaction. He felt alive again.
He was about to rest for a while before going Above the Gray Fog to sort through Emperor Roselle's "ravings" when he suddenly heard a knock at the window.
Klein looked toward the sound and saw Miss Sharron, dressed in a black Gothic court gown, tapping the glass with a bent finger.
He nodded to her without thinking. A moment later, she appeared on the sofa opposite him.
"Didn't we agree to meet tomorrow? Why did you come so soon?" Klein asked after greeting her.
Before leaving the Dream Labyrinth Tower through the mysterious space Above the Gray Fog, they had agreed on a time to meet.
Sharron turned her hand and produced a bottle of potion from somewhere. She handed it to Klein. "Spicy Potion. It can keep you from catching a cold."
As she spoke, she glanced at the fireplace in the