Chapter 5

I walked on the streets with the same clothes that I had been wearing that day. I had nothing in my hands or my pockets. I left with nothing.

Walking aimlessly on the streets, watching the traffic and people go by, I suddenly felt like I was alive.

Everyone was living with hope, yet I had no idea where my next adventure was.

I walked for a long time until I stumbled upon an abandoned factory.

It was just the start of autumn. The days were still hot, but the nights got colder.

At night, I had goosebumps from the cold. I hid in the corner of the factory to block the breeze.

In fact, compared to the mental asylum, the abandoned factory was heaven to me.

The cold did not bother me anyway, since I was already dead inside.

I was exhausted, so I fell asleep.

I dreamt that I was wearing a pretty puffy dress, running around on the field with a balloon in my hand.

A couple stood behind me, beaming at me—my parents.

Although I could not see their faces clearly, I was sure that they wer