"Ah, you've woken up, outsider."
Outsider?
"Yarn is the land of blood therapy."
Where is Yarn?
"But how could an outsider like you understand it from the start?"
This place feels quite creepy; can't I just remain ignorant...
"It's quite simple, you just need a bit of Yarn's blood."
The red liquid in the drip suddenly started flowing faster.
"Now, let's begin the transfusion. Don't worry, no matter what happens, you'll just think it's a nightmare."
What transfusion, is that liquid in the drip blood, old man, what are you planning!
Having just come out of his temporary tough-guy phase, Fanen returned to his usual timid state, and at this moment, he wanted to express his resistance through struggle, but unfortunately, his body wouldn't move. He could only watch helplessly as the blood slowly flowed into his body, his vision becoming increasingly blurry.
At some point, the old man's figure disappeared, leaving this clinic-like place empty.
