The youth sprinted frantically through the torrential rain, with several corpses haphazardly strewn behind him, their blood blending with the rainwater and staining the ground red.
He pushed open the wooden door and, seeing his little sister unharmed, didn't care how muddy the ground was and sat down at the doorway, bursting into laughter.
As he laughed, he started to cry, then stood up and hugged his little sister tightly, as if she were a cherished treasure regained, unwilling to let go.
"Little sister, you're finally safe," he said.
The little sister, overwhelmed by the teenager's actions, wanted to say something but didn't know what to say, so she just gently patted his back.
Just as she tried to say some comforting words, she found that the teenager had already fallen asleep on her shoulder.
The youth had a very long dream.
In his dream, he saw his sister die before his eyes, and then the murderer killed him as well.