Trust

"Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling—"

The alarm suddenly went off, making everyone jump.

"Time. Time's up!" Yuan Xiaotian suddenly grew excited. The alarm was a timer, and when time ran out, they would be sent back into that nightmare of a rainy night.

And this time, everyone would go.

That was clearly recorded in the players' notes, and Feng Jie had explained it in detail.

A familiar dizziness washed over them. The world spun, and then everyone lost consciousness.

When they came to, they had indeed returned to the tenth-floor office area of the Yourun Building.

The scene was exactly the same.

But more people had come this time. The eight of them gathered together, which helped drive away some of their fear.

Aside from Jiang Cheng, the siblings Lin Muyun and Lin Muwan, and Yuan Xiaotian, the other four were all newcomers. Feng Jie and Zhou Tong warily surveyed their surroundings.

Even the same place felt entirely different during the day and at midnight.

The Fatty and Huai Yi seemed more at ease. They flanked Jiang Cheng, one on either side, as though they had figured out the secret to surviving.

"While we're here, you'll all do as I say." Jiang Cheng looked from Feng Jie to Lin Muyun and the others. His voice was low but firm. "Understood?"

Feng Jie looked away from his surroundings and nodded. "Understood."

"Understood." Lin Muyun nodded as well.

To Jiang Cheng's surprise, Lin Muwan raised her notebook and looked at him earnestly. On it, she had written: Understood.

Jiang Cheng paused, then nodded to Lin Muwan.

Next, he told everyone to stay where they were while he went forward alone to inspect the desk lamp on the office desk.

Everything around them was pitch-black. The lamp cast an eerie green glow that turned their faces