When Su Nian opened her eyes, her nose was filled with the smell of moldy cotton wool.
There were faded curtains above the head, and there were spider webs in the corners. A few rays of pale moonlight leaked in through the holes in the window paper, shining on the dust all over the room. She sat up and propped herself up on the bed, with the last moment still lingering in her mind - the roar of the subway entering the station, and then the dazzling white light.
