"Why are you walking so fast?"
Over Kelly's scream, Yul's voice came from behind Brook.
He shoved the headless corpse aside. It fell silently to the ground, revealing Yul's mocking face.
"You still understand far too little about this nightmare."
"The way out you left yourself is nowhere near as reliable as you think."
"This isn't my mental space?"
The killer was right on his heels, yet he himself was firmly bound to a chair.
Despite how dire things were, Fu Qian looked merely puzzled. There was no trace of panic.
"It is."
Yul gave a cold chuckle, confirming Fu Qian's guess.
"This is indeed your mental world, but what makes you think I can't get in?"
"The mental world? What does that mean..."
Kelly had finally managed to calm down a little. At Yul's words, she looked at Fu Qian in shock.
"Exactly what it sounds like."
Fu Qian couldn't be bothered to explain any further.
"Can you untie me now?"
Kelly glanced at Brook's corpse on the floor, then at Yul, knife in hand. Her expression grew conflicted.
But before she could finish hesitating, Yul snapped his fingers.
In the next instant, she vanished without a trace.
The oppressive interrogation room held only Yul and Fu Qian.
"More often than not, a little cleverness won't get you very far."
After banishing Kelly, Yul walked forward unhurriedly, smiling as he looked at Fu Qian.
"Especially somewhere you don't know."
"I think I understand now."
"Every world I've experienced is real, isn't it?"
Fu Qian lightly tapped the armrest with his fingers.
"I was misled a little earlier. I kept trying to figure out which world was real and which was an illusion."
"Now I see that the power behind this nightmare really does rank absurdly high. It's made