She dreamed of a man in a hospital gown shouting "I'm sorry" over and over again in the hospital. From then on, I was obsessed with weird precognitive dreams. In the dream, the blocked streets, the steaming salty soy milk, and the white walls of the mental hospital. From that day on, a strange man appeared - he traveled dozens of kilometers every day to drink a bowl of salty soy milk in a small restaurant. The way he drank, the way he sat, and the way he looked at her were all exactly the same as the man in her dream. But that face was obviously different. What's even weirder is that the more she looks at him, the more she thinks he looks like a human being. Those dreams - actually came true one by one in reality.
