Memories
Xue Wei did not seem to give the dangers any thought. He was fully engulfed in the brief and few memories that sprouted in his mind from being within this place.
His nostrils were assaulted by a familiar scent, a scent that was not actually present in the house. And it was one that brought with it a lot of emotions and familiar feelings.
Xue Wei closed his eyes, and a silhouette appeared in front of him. This silhouette was unlike the others, with features impossible to make out, and his entire body was covered in shadows. The more Xue Wei tried to remember the features of this figure, the more pain he was in.
His head felt as if it was splitting; sweat beaded on his forehead, and he bit his lip to try and relocate the pain.