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The gray-handed man asked, "Why can't you move?"

"That thick layer of fog was like... like a cage, trapping my hands inside." The man said.

"Can't be able to break free?" asked the gray-handed man.

"Yes." said the man, "I have... worked very hard to break free, but... useless. I can't move, and my fingers will feel pain. At that moment, I suspected that there were thorns in the thick fog, and my fingers were nailed to the ground by the thorns in the thick fog."

The gray-handed man asked, "What's going on?"

"Then... I asked him what's wrong with my hand." The man said.

"Has he told you?" asked the gray-handed man.

"No." said the man, "He said... I just said I didn't think I needed to watch it anymore. Do I still think I don't need to watch it now?"

"Did you answer?" asked the gray-handed man.

"Answer," said the man, "I said I don't think... I don't need to see."

The Grey Hand said, "Where is him?"

"He asked me if I really wanted to know what my fingers looked like now." The man said.

"What did you say?" said Grey Hand.

"I said...yes." The man said.

"Has he shown it to you?" asked the gray-handed man.

"No." said the man, "he asked me to guess what my fingers are now...."

"Did you guess?" asked the gray-handed man.

"Guess." said the man, "I said...had I been nailed by something."

"Has he told you at this time?" asked the gray-handed man.

The man said again: "No. He asked me... what else does he feel."

The gray-handed man asked: "How did you tell him?"

The man said, "I said I felt my hand be nailed to the ground by the thorns in the thick fog."

The Grey Hand said, "What did he say?"

"He asked me... why do I think it was a thorn?" said the man.

"Did you answer him?" asked the gray-handed man.

"Answer," said the man, "I said because... I felt it."

The Grey Hand asked, "What's going on?"

The man said, "Then... he asked me what color my nails are now."

The Grey Hand said: "Did you answer him in the dream?"

"Answer him," said the man, "I said...my nails should have turned white."

The Grey Hand asked, "Did he say so?"

"He didn't say it." The man said, "He asked me... why I thought it should turn white."

"Where are you?" asked the gray-handed man.

"I said... because the fog was too thick, so the thick white mist trapped my fingers like a cage, which would probably dye the color of my nails like... the white mist." The man said, "I haven't finished speaking."

"What else do you want to say?" asked the gray-handed man.

"In my dream, I...I still wanted to say a lot, but...but it was so painful at that time. Many parts of my body hurt, so I couldn't continue." The man said.

The Gray Hand asked again: "Do you still remember what you want to say?"

"I don't remember." said the human.

"You have a very deep impression on this dream, right?" asked the gray-handed man.

"Yes... it's very impressive." The man said, "but I don't remember what I wanted to say at that time."

"Do you know why you don't remember?" asked the Gray Hand.

"From my deep impression of this dream, I think... the reason is that... I can't figure out what I want to say in the dream, I only know... I want to say a lot." The man said.
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