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I woke up at that moment, gasping for breath. I was crying loudly and waving my hands and feet. The dream I just had was too realistic. Jasper sat by the bed and looked at me with concern. He was trying to calm me down. When I touched his solid arm, I completely sobered up. It was already in the small hours. Jasper had saved me from the hands of the people in the company.

I covered my head and began to recall carefully. I had mixed what was in front of me about Jasper's face with my hallucination. I had known him since I was a child. He would never harm me. Therefore, as long as I excluded what was in my sight, the rest of the dream was what had truly happened.

The laboratory was real; Lena was real; the victims were also real. The victims had something in common: All of them had a certain beautiful organ. Could it be that they were harvesting beautiful organs just for the Flowery Camera?