St. Maria Hospital.
It was three days later when Luther woke up.
He seemed to have a long, long dream, as if all the recent events had played back in front of him. From their acquaintance to the memory he once lost, he remembered everything now. Even what happened after he lost his memory he could now remember clearly. It was indeed a complicated dream, but at least he could find her there. Her every move and every smile went straight into her heart, and he never wanted to wake up.
However, even if it was a long and beautiful dream, there was an end to it.
The sky was cloudlessly blue, and the clear ground seemed like an infinite mirror, clearly reflecting the two of them embracing each other.
She suddenly let go of his hand. With a stunning smile, she said, "I should leave. Just go back now."
"No, don't. Don't leave me." He was terrified, but it was as if she had suddenly vanished into thin air, never to be seen again.
"No! Joyce, Joyce!" He looked around, and she was already nowhere to be found.
There was only his lonely shadow left cloudless sky.
"No!" He shouted piteously.
With that, his long dream, too, came to an end.
He snapped open his eyes, and realized that he was covered in sweat, and the clothes on his back were almost soaked.
Sunlight shone in through the slits in the snow-white blinds.
The light was so bright that it was hard to open his eyes.
It took him a long time to adapt to it before he finally managed to open his eyes and look around.
The pure white hue, the simple Scandinavian decor, the bedside infusion bottles feeding an IV into his body… A few thin metal wires were attached to his chest, which were connected to a heart rate monitor on the side.
He immediately realized that he was in the hospital!
Joyce, Joyce!
No, it was not a dream. Joyce was gone! He remembered that she was blasted off the cliff by the impact of the grenade explosion.
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