Chapter 82 More Chaotic Nightmares

• The place was shrouded in darkness... Not even the sound of the wind could be heard, as if it didn’t exist in that desolate place. He debated between the idea of starting to walk or waiting for something miraculous to happen.
• At that moment, Heng regretted having fallen asleep because he felt that with the anguish he carried, he would never be able to sleep again. Why did he have so much chaotic sleep? It seemed that his streak of bad luck had no end.
• Suddenly, a strange and aberrant sound pulled him out of his fatalistic thoughts. It sounded like a cry of pain, coming from his right, if only he could see something, but the darkness was too thick to even see his own hands.