When Lin Wan woke up, a strong smell of kerosene filled her nose. It wasn't a dream, it was the real smell of kerosene, mixed with the smell of old wood, paper and dust, which made her sneeze several times. She opened her eyes and saw a cracked wooden ceiling. There was only one fluorescent tube, and the filament was black, making a low hum, like a dying bee struggling. She was lying on a hard wooden bed, covered with a blue plaid quilt that had been washed white. The sheets were made of coarse cloth, which made her skin itchy. There is a three-drawer table next to it. There is an enamel jar on the table. The jar has five red letters "Serve the People" printed on it. Several pieces of porcelain have been knocked off the corners, revealing the dark brown iron tire underneath. Old newspapers are plastered on the walls, with the title "Grassing the Ganges to Rule the Country" printed on them, and the date is 1979.
