Come on, let’s hurt each other!

Adagio Swift slept soundly.
While sleeping, he had another nightmare.
In his dream, he was strangled by two people whose faces he could not see clearly with a three-foot white silk cloth.
No matter how he struggled, it was useless.
Just when he was about to die, he finally woke up from the nightmare.
He subconsciously tried to sit up, but he couldn't.
When he suddenly opened his eyes, his face turned almost green.
There is no three-foot white silk.
There is one jade...