Yan Hui dreamed of a poem. He thought he would forget it when he woke up. Who knows, he could forget the content of the dream, but he could not forget his feelings.
[Ordinary] office workers are attacked by [unknown creatures] idiots
It looks like literature and art, but I don't know why.
The writing style is erratic, the plot is uncertain, and there is no outline... I don't think anyone will click on it to read it.