Darkness.
Endless darkness.
Lin Yu tried to open his eyes wide, but he couldn't see anything.
This feeling terrified him.
It was as if he had returned to the age of six.
When he was first locked in the discipline room, he saw the same darkness.
Fatigue and drowsiness surged up, but he dared not close his eyes.
Because every time he closed his eyes and opened them again, he saw the same unchanging darkness.
The void almost swallowed him; he frantically waved his arms but found he couldn't touch anything.
All senses had ceased to exist, even while breathing, he couldn't feel air filling his lungs.
He couldn't resist the urge to shout, but when he opened his mouth, no sound came out.
So...
Am I dead?
Lin Yu's heartbeat pounded fiercely, but even the "heartbeat" seemed to have become an illusion.
He stared despairingly, silently gazing into the boundless void.
But just at that moment, a gentle voice suddenly echoed in his ear.
"Don't panic."
