The injustice!

Justin, baffled, scratched his head. His boss, always so sharp and in control, suddenly sounded as if he had lost his sanity. "I... uh...don't know," he stammered, uncertain how to respond. "I think I should call the doctor." He quickly rose, eager to find help.

"Justin," Dylan called out, stopping him in his tracks.

Justin turned around and looked back at him, worry lines etching on his face.

"Don't let anyone know about it, especially Ava," Dylan said, his gaze pleading.

Justin hesitated, his face tightening with worry. "Alright," he nodded reluctantly, but before leaving, he said, "But...there is something else you should know. People are still slandering Madam, especially Gianna's fans. It's getting worse. If this keeps up, things could get really ugly."

Dylan exhaled heavily, his mind swirling with too many thoughts at once. He could barely make sense of his own condition, his mind trapped in the haze of reality and nightmares.