In a dark corner of an abandoned building, a skinny guy is sitting on a single chair, feet are tied together, hands tied behind the back of the chair and head is hanging low as he is unconscious. Opposite of him is another chair where a small boy is sitting comfortably with arms crossed on his chest and looking patiently to the guy, waiting when to wake up. He is none other than the little devil, Sheldon.
"Gege, when do you think he's gonna wake up?" He asked the guy in his thirties standing next to him.
"Soon young master but if you want him to wake up quickly there's a way to do it."
"Okay. If you can do it, just do it. He seems to sleep so well and doesn't want to wake up right now." Sheldon chuckled.
The man then took a bucket of water and poured it above the skinny guy's head a
