The Dark Room

It was some kind of soft fabric.

Beneath the fabric was something hard.

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It felt somewhat like stone.

One said strangely, "People actually dress statues?"

Then Three's voice rang out. "Come over here, everyone. There's a door."

The others all walked toward Three, while One remained standing before the statue.

He looked at the statue's head, staring into the pitch-black shadow there.

Whether it was just psychological or something else, One felt cold standing before the statue.

As though he were standing in a snowy field in winter.

Only after quite a while did he follow the others' footsteps and arrive at the door Three had found.

The other four had already opened the door and gone inside.

Beyond the door was darkness as well, but a stream of cold air continuously rushed toward him as he stood at the entrance.

One paused, but then walked in anyway.

In the dark room, he could barely make out the silhouettes of the other four.

The moment he entered, he asked, "Does anyone know where exactly this is?"

A voice answered him. "No. I don't think I've ever been here before." It sounded like Two.

Then another voice chimed in. "Come to think of it, how did we get here?" That should have been Four.

"I vaguely remember. This seems to be Fifteen's home, right?" The speaker should have been Three.

"I remember too. We seemed to have come to Fifteen's house as guests."

"We came to Fifteen's house as guests."

The last voice said.

After hearing that, everyone nodded, as if they had remembered something.

But immediately afterward, Five's voice rang out. "No, who spoke after me just now?"

One froze. "Who else could it have been besides Two, Three, and