The key in my hand had just entered the stone wall when a deafening boom echoed from within. Slowly, the stone wall opened up in the center, revealing a crossroads in the shape of a cross.
After the crossroads emerged, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned my head to look, and someone on the shore was swinging a large knife.
I was startled and instinctively raised my head. I remained elusive, concealing myself. Next to me, lying on the ground, was a deceitful trap I had set earlier—a skeletal hand. I wiped the sweat from my face.
This is a dream, but far too harrowing!
Looking at the corpse lying in my arms, if I cared even a little, I would throw it to the ground without hesitation.
Picking up the flashlight from the ground, I continued onward. Avoiding the scattered corpses, I tried to navigate through them. I had no idea how long it would take to reach the stone wall ahead.
