"Take a shower first!"

Of the three who remained silent, Charlie spoke first. He stood up and looked down at Julian, who was rarely in such a sorry state, and then at Da Yao, who also looked like a cub driven to the brink of despair. He said, "Take a shower and clear your heads. Tell us what you've been through."

"It's really... going on adventures where we can't see them..."

Charlie muttered a few sarcastic remarks, then picked up his clothes and headed downstairs, ignoring the two men.

Their numbers began to dwindle the moment they chose to go out and see if the world was real or fake. Was this a warning?

Charlie, halfway down the stairs, leaned against the wall, head bowed, and breathed heavily. He felt a deep sense of unease about everything happening in this game.

Heavy rain, being trapped, illusions, evil spirits... Is all of this meant for them to find out the truth, or should they just stay in the hotel and pretend they know nothing, hoping the rain will stop and they'll eventually wake up?

Could all these extra clues be part of a sting operation, deliberately setting them up to commit suicide?

Thinking about it, Charlie couldn't help but clench his fist. With a "crack," Charlie realized that he had accidentally torn up a magazine in the store.

With a slightly guilty look on his face, Charlie opened his palm and tried to flatten the crumpled magazine, but he only made things worse until the magazine fell to the ground.

"This thing..."

Charlie bent down to pick up the fallen poster, intending to stick it back up, but his gaze froze when he saw the wall where the poster had been...