Lu Ming woke up with a start, gradually opening his blurry eyes, unable to make out where he was.
He rubbed his sore neck and head, his mind still unclear why his sleep had been so uncomfortable.
As his vision slowly became clear,
Lu Ming realized he was actually in a wardrobe, instinctively his eyes narrowed.
Looking down defensively, he saw that he was covered with nothing but a towel.
Lu Ming's memory slowly returned...
He recalled being at a banquet, going to the restroom.
There seemed to be a few people in the restroom, but when Lu Ming came out of the stall, it was empty.
The silence in the restroom was unusually quiet, eerily so.
Lu Ming was the only person in the entire restroom.
Suddenly, Lu Ming's phone rang.
He was about to answer the call when suddenly, a pair of hands reached from behind and covered his mouth and nose.
Lu Ming smelled a pungent medicinal scent on the hands that covered him, he immediately held his breath and dropped the phone in his hand.
