"It's a pocket dimension." Ye Qing's voice answered Liu Miao's question.
Ye Qing had already removed some of the heavy gear from his diving suit and was walking toward the island, step by step.
Faint figures began to appear on the island.
Liu Miao hurried after him.
Amid the shaking camera, the two could be heard talking.
"A pocket dimension, like in those sci-fi movies? A parallel world?"
"This is only a small pocket dimension. It's like building a balcony outside the original house and moving the things from inside the house onto it. Time here should have stopped. But it doesn't look stable enough yet, and it's still connected to the outside world. If one day it becomes completely independent and time starts flowing..." Ye Qing trailed off.
The figures on the island had become clear, appearing in the frame.
Their clothes were not much different from those of modern people. That didn't quite fit with the point in time when the old man had said the island was submerged.
"Who are you?" The man at the front wore a short-sleeved shirt and loose shorts, dressed for summer. He looked much like Gu Mo, who had appeared in the footage earlier, except that his clothes seemed to be of poor quality and had faded from washing.
The man spoke Mandarin with a fairly standard accent from the Beidu area. Communication wasn't a problem.
"We're here to find someone. Is there... a kind of ghost here that got out?" Ye Qing asked.
The camera swept around.
The men were all around the same age, somewhere between thirty and fifty. They all looked somewhat old, though their actual ages might have been younger. Their expressions were much the same, full of shock and conflicted emotions.
Someone ran down from a building