When Sunday looked at you satisfied, you turned your gaze on Dr Ratio, he turned his back on you, he sold you. Or at least that's what Sunday thought. It was all part of your plan, but unfortunately, Sunday used his power on you, and with that your time was up.

Only seventeen hours, you had left to live.

You and Dr Ratio met again in the dreamscape, you were white as a sheet, you seemed to have a fever. Dr Ratio narrowed his gaze and crossed his arms.

"I did everything you asked me, and look at you now...You're not as smart as you think."

You cracked a calm smile and held your head, it hurt so much. Dr Ratio looked at you and sighed, he came closer to you and looked at you carefully, studying you, took your hands and remained silent for a few minutes.

"Why do you have to make me worry so much...Do you hate me so much?"