The astronaut glanced around again, muttering to himself, "The Undying Club, it's a fitting name indeed."
"This place is not some retirement home or safe haven, but a prison, a prison holding the Undead. In this ludicrous tranquility, you will experience the pains of life in your endless remaining years, without liberation."
The astronaut continued, "Oh... there is a way to liberate yourselves—death is good, but do you really have the courage to face death?"
"Haha."
The astronaut's mocking laughter grew louder, shaking the heavens and earth.
The stairwell trembled as well, and the members sleeping peacefully in their rooms were awakened one after another. Initially dazed, they hadn't escaped their dreams, but once they fully realized their reality, they all emitted woeful screams.
"You stand like you're on the edge of a cliff, with no road forward nor retreat, fierce winds slicing your skin, flocks of eagles tearing your flesh apart, you will endure nearly eternal pain.
