Darkness.
A basement.
"What do we do now? Everyone, share your thoughts. Let's discuss it together."
"What can we do? We were doing just fine at the Canning Factory, but that old fool insisted we listen to him. He said we should go to the river and leave by boat. Well, look where that got us. We haven't even reached the river, and the ghost got here first."
Although the speaker had lowered his voice, the resentment in it was obvious.
"What else could we do? Tucheng is becoming more and more dangerous. If we don't find a way out and take a gamble, are we supposed to wait for death?"
someone said.
"Take a gamble? Gamble on what? Why didn't I see you leave before? Now you want to leave? Besides, that old fool said there were boats by the river, but he's dead now. Even if we make it to the river, what can we do?"
The previous voice continued angrily.
"Old Zheng may be dead, but we've already obtained the key. As long as we can reach the river, there's still a chance."
"Now isn't the time to complain. We should focus on finding a way to leave."
someone advised.
"The key? There are so many boats by the river. Do you know which one belongs to him? So what if we have the key? Do any of you know how to pilot a boat? Leave? The ghost is wandering outside right now. How are we supposed to leave?"
"Are you an Awakened? Do you have any way to drive the ghost away?"
It was still that voice, still filled with anger.
"That's enough. You think coming out was a bad idea, so why did you come with us? You could've stayed at the Canning Factory. No