The three began exploring the area nearby.
Yu Xing walked along the edge of the road, keeping close to a twisted house beside him. The more he looked, the more he felt that the city itself was one enormous living entity.
The twisted buildings were its organs, the writhing sky its skin, the low throbbing its heartbeat, and the ever-present fear and madness the air it breathed.
He raised a hand and glanced at the Protection Badge.
The white light it gave off seemed especially faint here, like a candle flickering in the wind. Yet it still shone steadily, giving off a faint warmth that proved their connection to the distant world had not been completely severed.
"Where do you think Edgar is?" Qu Xuanqing asked. From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of veins and cysts writhing across the walls. She told herself to ignore them for now and focus on their objective.
"Going by the hints in his notes, he's probably in the 'center' of the city, or somewhere that holds special meaning for him." Yu Xing recalled the contents of Edgar's notes and looked up. "...Why don't we check out the church first?"
His gaze settled on the end of the street.
There, he could just make out the silhouette of a particularly tall, twisted building. Its spire bore some resemblance to Harvest Church, but it had been stretched and warped until it looked like the horn of some monster.
They had entered through the Harvest Church in Yorikof Town, so after arriving in this City of Terror, which was connected to many places in the real world, they had still ended up near a "church."
The building was clearly unusual. Even Edgar, thirty years ago, would probably have tried to take a look inside.