Musical scales, flowing water, golden light;
Flesh and bone, fissures, blood.
Carousel No. 13 tore open the hidden cruelty behind the warm picture, brutally laying it bare before their eyes.
Across Nos. 14 and 13, Ji Li gave Wen Yongxin a long look, but found no answer in his eyes. He then turned toward Chen Jie on No. 7.
Chen Jie unexpectedly returned his gaze with equal confusion. She was also the first to tear through the Carousel's disguise, shouting:
"I didn't see anything! In the blink of an eye, they'd already been crushed!"
"Zero-Frame Start! Fuck!"
Wen Yongxin cursed loudly. In his delayed realization, he even spat out a bloodied tooth and began dry-heaving uncontrollably.
Three seconds ago, the first killing had occurred, directly eliminating two of the eleven living people.
Ji Li turned to look at the other tourists riding the wooden horses and discovered that they remained as they always had, turning a blind eye and deaf ear to the tragedy on Carousel No. 13.
This was Orange Lake's Unspoken Rule—Bystanders Don't See Life or Death.
The gently flowing piano tune began changing at that very second, no longer as soothing as before, brewing an intense killing intent beneath its melody.
The rotating Carousel No. 13 quietly dripped blood. The couple's skeletons, crushed together, creaked and squealed, making a horrifying sound that set teeth on edge.
This was merely the beginning, but it was also a precious opportunity for the three employees to glimpse the path of death and uncover a way to survive.
Yet strangely, none of the three could see the scene of death at all.
"What exactly is wrong?"
Ji Li's heart trembled. That intense sense of crisis surfaced in his mind once again, and he rapidly shifted his gaze, constantly scrutinizing the source