In this bizarre dream, Roy didn't immediately go to find Anna but instead first located a circular porthole, pushed open the door, and stuck his head out.
The outside environment was a chaotic blur; both the sky and the sea were black, and amidst this extreme darkness seemed to be something. Roy instinctively averted his eyes, not daring to look directly.
"What is this place? Why is it so dark? Even at night, there should be a starry sky. Could it be that Anna didn't imagine it?"
After pondering for a few seconds, Roy shelved this question for the moment. His time was precious now, and he needed to gather as much information as possible within this timeframe.
Roy carefully approached a door and gently pulled it open. He was instantly stunned by what he saw inside—a room the size of a classroom piled with fluorescent green tentacles, with liquid eyeballs writhing slowly on top of them.
