A nap, a strange dream.
I thought it was because I had read too many horror stories. In my dreams, there were old streets, monsters, and young men who were too gentle to be human.
After waking up, I described the scene in my dream word for word.
Little did I know that what I wrote was not a dream, but a contract.
I brought him back to reality from his dream with my own hands.
Purpose: Don't believe in dreams and be wary of unknown temptations