Kara was in a nightmare that she was locked up in the small black room.
One hand gripped her neck in the darkness and she could not make a sound.
That hand had long nails, and the nails dug into her neck, making her neck bleed continuously.
She was painful.
She struggled desperately, but when she broke free of one hand with all efforts, a few more hands reached out in the darkness to grab her.
Suddenly, she heard James' voice in a daze.
A deep voice with powerful strength gave her the courage to fight back.
"Kara, don't scare me. Wake up please."
His voice was heavy with a little hoarse.
"You can't lie to me. You said that you would be the best flower. Wake up quickly if you can hear me."
James became impatient and lost his temper. He tightened his arms and tried to wake her up.
"Kara, I agree if you want to negotiate with me. Don't you want to call me Uncle James?"
"I will allow you to call me Uncle James as long as you wake up, okay?"