The boy smiled with his face tilted to one side. His lips slowly parted. He had no teeth or tongue, only a black hole that kept expanding.
The pitch-black hole seemed to possess a terrifying power that devoured everything. Even the boy's face was nearly being squeezed away, about to be swallowed whole by the black hole.
"Heh..."
For some reason, Lan Yu's throat made a strange sound. He kicked over the porcelain dish beneath his feet and fled Room 1002 as fast as he could.
The only Supernatural Incident seemed not to have occurred here. It had been covered over by a new Supernatural Incident.
At the very least, that was the case on the Tenth Floor.
This was completely at odds with the calculated results. Room 1002 becoming like this had to be related to what that person had done, but no one had expected such an outcome.
With only a brief glance, Lan Yu felt as though the portrait had branded him. The boy's eerie smile was etched into his mind, impossible to shake off.
That smile carried a terrifying force that made his entire body stiffen, as though it were draining every drop of blood and strength from him, leaving him only able to flee and unable to face it.
Even after escaping Room 1002, he could not shake off the anomaly at all. It even grew worse.
The howling wind, the cold raindrops, and the fresh air made breathing easier, as though they eased the mark left by that smile.
Lan Yu took a breath, and his muddled mind regained a trace of clarity. To him, the stormy world outside had taken on a special meaning.
He was like a traveler who had wandered through the desert for a long time. Severe dehydration had left