Chapter 150: Dream - prison [Fate]

The sight before Yohan's eyes was a nightmare unfolding in agonizing slow motion. His heart raced as he watched the intruder lean over 'Yohan's feverish form, that cursed syringe poised mere inches from vulnerable flesh.

At first, the intruder initially thought 'Yohan' was awake - startled by 'Yohan's' sudden movement as if trying to defend himself. But then his touch confirmed what was happening: 'Yohan' was lost in fevered delirium, his skin burning hot beneath the rough fabric of his prison uniform.

Yet even suspecting 'Yohan' moved due to discomfort from high fever, the intruder still chose to press down on 'Yohan's frail form, pinning him firmly against that thin mattress out of precaution.

"Stop that!" Yohan screamed at him, voice raw with desperation even though he knew it was all futile noise echoing within those cold stone walls.