In a city colored in red and black, several tattered figures were running in panic.
Among them were a bespectacled businessman clad in a suit, armed soldiers, a man with a nose piercing and earrings, and a woman in sportswear.
"Run faster, or that guy will chase us again," said the man with the nose ring, his expression stern.
The businessman took two steps before suddenly sitting on a roadside stone.
"If you want to run, go ahead; I can't. This is a dream world. We can't outrun that guy. In fact, he's just been toying with us all along. Rather than running like mice for our lives, dying might be the real liberation."
After days of escape and watching his companions dwindle, the businessman had lost his will to survive.
The man with the nose ring also stopped, wanting to rebuke the businessman but couldn't find the words.
The businessman was the host of the man with the nose ring, paying a hefty price to hire him for dream planting.
