That evening.

Bai Yang removed his headphones and sat motionless in his chair for a long while, his mind completely blank. Even he didn’t know what he was thinking, even he didn’t know what he was feeling at this moment—bewilderment? Surprise? Nervousness? Panic? fear? Perhaps all of these, or perhaps none. Finally, Bai Yang left his room and forcefully pounded on his parents’ bedroom door.

“Dad! Wake up! Something terrible has happened—!”