Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5410 (Five Thousand Four Hundred and Ten) Sucking Hand
The Gray Hand asked, "After he said this, did you say anything else?"

"I asked him if... the stone turned into a needle." said the man.

Gray Hand said, "Did he say that?"

"He said...let me touch it myself...and then I'll know." the man replied.

"Did you touch it?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

“I didn’t touch it right away because at that time… my back was hurting so much,” the man said.

"So what did you do?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I just tried to stand up." The man said, "But... I tried it, and my back hurt when I tried to stand, so I... just sat there."

The Gray Hand asked, "What happened next?"

The man said, "Then... the man with the gray hands insisted that I touch my own back."

"Did you listen to him?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"No." The man said, "Because... my back hurts."

The Gray Hand Man asked again, "Did that person agree that you don't touch his back?"

The man said, "No, he just walked up to me... took both of my hands and twisted them behind my back."

The Gray Hand Man asked, "Pry your hands apart and force you to touch your back?"

"Yes." said the man.

"What's wrong with you?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"In the dream, I screamed in pain." The man said, "At that time... my back hurt even more. Those people who were looking at me were still... laughing, and I heard some people gossiping."

"What gossip?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"For example... 'You have yourself to blame' and 'You'll know after trying'... probably something like that. It's like... they feel good when I do that." The man answered.

"Did you touch it?" the Gray Hand asked. "Yes," the man said.

"Is what you feel the same as what you see?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It's different." The man said, "What I touched is no longer... a sharp stone, but... a needle, a thin metal needle."

The Gray Hand Man asked, "And did he let go of your hand?"

"Let go." said the man.

"Does your back still hurt?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It hurts." said the man.

"Even though it was a dream, you still remember it was very painful?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes..." the man said, "I remember the pain in the dream clearly. That dream... seemed so real. I didn't even know it was a dream. It... felt like reality. And later... not only did my back hurt, but my hands also hurt."

"Why do your hands hurt too?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Although he stopped prying my hands apart, my hands didn't leave the needles immediately... At first, they were... sucked by the needles. I endured the pain in my back and tried to take my hands off, but... I couldn't. It's not that my arms lacked strength, but... the needles sucked my hands... too tightly." said the man.

"And what did you do?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I just asked that person what he did to me." said the man.

"In your dream, what do you think that person did that caused the needle to suck your hand?" asked the man with gray hands.

The man said, "Actually... I didn't seem to think so in my dream... But I didn't know why those needles could suck my hands, so I asked."

The Gray Hand asked, "Did he answer you?"

"He said... People like me always blame others for everything that happens to me." The man said, "Then he asked the people around him if people like me are hopeless."

(End of this chapter)