"This isn't right. This... this doesn't seem to be the route we took when we came out!" Ye Jinghong, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped and said softly.
I froze for a moment. I had great faith in Ye Jinghong's memory. She would never forget a path she had walked once, and she had a chip whose functions included memory storage. There was no way she could have taken a wrong turn.
"What's going on?" I was baffled too. We had entered through the exit and followed the route we took when we came out. How could it be wrong?
Ye Jinghong said nothing, narrowing her eyes as though thinking.
A few seconds later, she said, "There's only one possibility: this path changed on its own."
My eyes widened in confusion. "The path changed on its own? What do you mean?"
"There should be some kind of mechanism. This path changes at set intervals, like railroad tracks. When the tracks are switched, the original direction changes, and the train ends up traveling onto another route."
I understood. The principle was actually simple; I just hadn't expected them to apply it here. In other words, if we continued onward, we had no idea where we would end up.
The area ahead was probably no longer under that woman's control. That would be dangerous.
I said we should turn back.
But Ye Jinghong asked, "Can you guarantee that turning back will help? I'm worried even the way out has already changed."
No wonder we hadn't seen any surveillance cameras here. They did not need them at all. So long as someone did not understand the patterns of change inside, there was only one possible outcome: being trapped here until death.
For a moment, I had no idea what to do. Ye