Mario was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a bad idea came to his mind. He hurriedly ran forward and tried to grab Gina.
But when his hand just touched Gina's body, it was as if he touched a shadow and his hand passed through directly.
Mario stared at his hands blankly, with a hint of fear inevitably revealed in his eyes.
He began to shout loudly to his wife, hoping that his wife could hear him.
Unfortunately, Gina seemed not to have heard it and did not respond.
Unwilling to give up, Mario tried to grab something within reach, and he successfully picked up the cup he used to drink water last night.
This made a glimmer of surprise in his eyes. He quickly took the cup of water and tried to touch Gina with it, but it was still useless.
After he took the cup of water in his hand, it seemed to turn into an illusory phantom and passed directly through Gina's body.
After finding that this method didn't work, he went to the side and picked up the pen that Gina had used to write, and began to write and draw on the wall.
He hoped that his wife would be able to see the words on the wall after she came out.
But he seemed to have forgotten that his wife had left the message on the note on the very first day.
Sure enough, Gina did not see the words on the wall, as if to her, it was still a clean wall.
Mario sat dejectedly on the sofa, his mind uncontrollably starting to recall the rumors about the Eternal Night Star Sea.
Rumor has it that all information about anyone who disappears in the Eternal Night Starry Sea will be erased.
Mario looked down at himself, then glanced at his wife who was ignoring him on the other side.
Another thought popped into his mind.
So, is it possible that those who lost their existence in the Eternal Night Starry Sea did not die, but became phantoms invisible to others, just like myself now?
Just when Mario was feeling a little desperate because his existence was completely hidden, the blasphemous ring he was wearing suddenly vibrated slightly.
Mario looked suddenly at the ring on his finger, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes, just like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood.
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