Waking up from the nightmare, he opened his eyes and looked numbly at the ceiling. He was used to this. Day and night. It was the same thing over and over again. He could no longer tell whether he was asleep or awake. Maybe he was living his nightmare.
After all, if he was asleep and knew that he was dreaming, he still had hopes of waking up. However, even when he opened his eyes, he was still stuck in an endless loop of torture.
He still remembered what Mike had said. Mike's words replayed in his head repeatedly, but he still wasn't sure if he should believe Mike. After two days, there was no sign of her leaving. Was he getting played again?
However, what good would that do for someone like Mike? Was it another cat-and-mouse game?
Just as he was starting to get lost in his thoughts, there was the sound of the door opening. This time, unlike most others, it was accompanied by the sharp sound of high heels.
Although his face was numb, he could still move his eyes. This woman's voice was the most terrifying.
"Dr. Fike." The woman's voice was clear and melodious, but to Austin, it sounded like a voice from hell.
Austin did not answer.
"What? Did the medicine deafen your ears, or have your nerves been so paralyzed that you can't even understand human speech?" Rhea asked mockingly as she stared coldly at the motionless man.
Austin remained quiet.
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