"Superpower User of restricted rank, code 1002 - 'Ji Minghuan', mentor visiting, prepare to accept interrogation as soon as possible."
The boy in the hospital gown's eyelids trembled slightly.
The indoor sounds echoed into his sleep, like in the winter when the icicles on the top of a stalactite cave suddenly melt, a "crack" splits, falling and shattering on the ground, shards mingling with ice dust flying around.
Ji Minghuan opened his eyes and stared motionlessly at the silvery-white ceiling.
The traces of the dream faded away. The speaker system was replaying the cold orders, which finally turned into a slight noise. Apart from the footsteps in the corridor, nothing could be heard; a deathly silence enveloped the confinement room once more.
"The mentor is here..."
Ji Minghuan murmured softly and slightly twitched his nose, indeed catching that familiar smell of disinfectant.