Mo Chou (11)

It had become a sleepless night for the eight people.

However, when tomorrow came, none of the villagers who saw them touring around at 5:30 am realized that these foreigners had not slept a wink after being awakened by a terrible nightmare. 

They only thought city people were actually not as they imagined, privileged individuals who woke up late waiting for everything to be served to them. 

How was the feeling of being praised for changing the lazy impression of rural people on city folks like them? 

It was explained by their strange, forced smiles. Red-eyed, they wanted to roar, 'What do you guys know? We fell asleep around 10:30 pm and woke up sharp 12. Do you think it's a wonderful experience?'

Of course, none of them genuinely wanted to not sleep! But what could they do when some mysterious entity had forced them to take part in a nightmare game?