The Beauty in the Palm of Your Hand, the Chess Piece of the Country

Pain. It felt as if someone had smashed the back of his head with a blunt instrument, and every breath caused severe pain at the nerve endings. Su Yunyi opened her eyes suddenly, and what she saw was not the cold shadowless lamp of the anatomy room, but a shaky old beam with thick cobwebs hanging on it, as if it would collapse at any time, completely burying the darkness. There is a strange smell in the air. It was a mixture of dust and rotting wood, mixed with a hint of... Rusty smell of blood.