I had seen many of the people here before, but they were all dead.
That was right—this was not a feast for the living at all, but a feast for the dead!
And the place where I found myself did not actually exist.
At that moment, I understood. It turned out that Cecil Hotel had two spaces. One was Outer Space, the space where we had been before, and the other was Inner Space—the space where we were now.
The living resided in Outer Space, while the dead resided in Inner Space.
I understood everything completely. Everything before my eyes belonged to the world of the dead.
At that moment, the people around me raised their glasses and chatted excitedly, their faces brimming with exhilaration.
"It's wonderful! I finally made it here."
"This is the Kingdom of Freedom, the Kingdom of Happiness."
"This is Eden. We'll enjoy happiness unlike anything we've ever known here."
They spoke one after another, then looked at me kindly.
I went to the bar and ordered a drink. The bartender looked at me and said with a smile, "Sir, you're new here, aren't you? Then you only have one chance to enter this place. After that, if you want to stay, you'll have to make the effort yourself."
I nodded and sneered. "What exactly is going on here? Aren't you going to tell me?"
"What do you mean? I don't understand." The bartender spoke.
"What is this place?" I asked.
"This is also Cecil Hotel, but this part belongs to us. Everyone here is a guest of the hotel." The bartender smiled.
"So, people who die at Cecil Hotel all come here?" I couldn't help asking.
"Of course not. Only those who have made great contributions can come here and become a part of it."