Just then, he suddenly felt an itch on his arm. Brother Ji Li scratched it subconsciously, only to find it growing even itchier. The sensation slowly roused him from his sleep.
"Dammit, the conditions in this detention center are terrible. This Master has only slept for a few hours and I've already been bitten by bugs, ruining my dream."
Cursing under his breath, Brother Ji Li opened his eyes and lifted his sleeve, wanting to see if he had broken the skin. However, when his eyes landed on the itchy spot on his arm, they widened in disbelief.
There, on his arm, was an eyeball the size of a thumb. As he stared at it, the eyeball rolled around a few times, as if to prove it wasn't inanimate.
Brother Ji Li rubbed his eyes hard, thinking he was hallucinating. But even after he rubbed them until tears welled up, the eyeball remained on his arm, still itching.
"FUCK, FUCK! Help! I'm possessed by a demon! There's an eye growing on my damn arm!"
