As the hospital staff tackled Nikolai, the haze seemed to fade back over the room. one of the nurse's faces seemed to take on another form. It  was a familiar one, the one from his dream. Although he had only just seen the face, it seemed as though he had known it his whole life. Her expression was a combination of a self-satisfaction and grim commanding. It was like looking at the face of someone you knew you had disappointed.<br/><br/>This was only a brief moment. The haze became clearer soon, and the hospital staff was trying their best to get him back to his room.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>The Demoness had fallen behind on her quota. Things had become more difficult lately. The last few clients had refused her demands, and she had had to demand a higher payment each time. This new batch was one of her last chances. If she could not get a sufficient harvest, she could have her wish-granting status revoked.<br/><br/>((Sorry if my writing seems to have declined in quality. I'm out of practice.))