The sense of security in the warm orange light was shattered in an instant. He seemed to have seen a fire burning corpses. In the image of repeated fear and pressure on his nerves, he finally fell asleep tiredly. He seemed to have forgotten that dreams are often the birthplace of evil power. It was like nails being driven into wood, piercing into his body no matter what. It's just that the pain will be very slow. By the time he notices it, the nail may have already penetrated the heart, drained the blood, and shriveled up like a corpse.