Li Teng's living room was packed with people...
People squeezed flat as paper;
People with a transparent hole in their heads;
People whose bodies were scorched and charred;
People swollen and deformed by blistering;
"Return my life..."
These people roared and rushed towards Manager Yang, pinned her to the ground, and then clawed her apart with their bare hands.
"Ahhhh!!!!"
Manager Yang finally woke up.
She found herself still sitting on the bed.
Next to her, Li Teng was silently staring at her.
"You're not dead?"
Manager Yang looked at Li Teng with a wronged expression on her face.
"I told you it was a dream, of course, I wouldn't die," Li Teng shook his head.
"But I saw you fall headfirst and die, your body didn't disappear, and later someone discovered your corpse, called the police, dialed 120..." Manager Yang recounted her experiences to Li Teng.
That included also the wronged souls in the house that were demanding her life.