The trap was obviously aimed at the three of us. It wasn't particularly clever, and its actual effect was very limited.
Rather than a trap, it was more like a provocation.
Han Yun was furious and had a powerful urge to rush over and take those bastards out. But he managed to suppress it.
"Are those people?" Guo Yujie asked.
They were people, possibly being controlled. If they were ghosts, they might have been accomplices.
"They're people," Wu Ling answered.
That was also why Liu Miao couldn't simply drive away.
Lina had captured people to use as bait, as props to provoke us. They were innocent victims. They genuinely wanted to escape, and they were genuinely calling to us for help.
"Let's go." It was Han Yun who spoke. He had calmed down completely. He was no longer sitting on Guo Yujie's lap, but between the two of us, arms crossed, like a little adult.
Liu Miao took a deep breath, turned around, and continued driving.
"Ah!"
"Yaaaah—"
Screams and sobs kept coming from the buildings along the road. Several times, I caught sight of that white dog from before, and of teddy bears sitting on windowsills or hanging from trees.
None of us in the car reacted.
The other side soon realized these antics were pointless and gave up.
The road grew quiet again.
The car reached the edge of the town.
Wu Ling checked the electronic map to confirm our location.
"This is it. Morris Town used to be right here." As she spoke, Wu Ling looked at Han Yun.
Han Yun was the only one capable of opening a pocket dimension.
Without hesitation, Han Yun passed through the car and floated above the field.
The rest of us got out and waited for him to make his