Chen Ge had already steeled himself; no matter what happened, he would not open his eyes.
His body was submerged in darkness, and the chaotic noises around him gradually faded away, leaving him feeling as if he were walking alone in the depths of the ocean.
Far from the world, isolated in loneliness, facing the fear of the unknown, and burdened with confusion regarding the destination.
Various emotions surged in his heart, like the tentacles of a sea monster slowly tightening around his body.
"I have experienced this feeling of loneliness many times before. To ensure this kind of isolation doesn't happen in reality later on, I must keep walking this time."
Chen Ge muttered to himself, unsure if he was speaking for others to hear or simply encouraging himself.
After walking a dozen meters, Chen Ge's hand swiped at empty air, but upon his third attempt, the fork in the road finally appeared again.
He did not hesitate and entered the side path.
The temperature plummeted. Chen Ge did not know if his choice was correct; he had never been a particularly clever person. He had made it this far by relying on his extraordinary insight, a courageous personality, and the nerve he had cultivated since childhood.
Feeling the damp, slippery wall, Chen Ge emptied his mind, refusing to think about anything.
He could only hear the sound of his own footsteps, but gradually, the steady rhythm of his gait was disrupted—something was following behind him.
Don't look, don't think.
If he couldn't see it, it didn't exist; if he didn't think about it, it wasn't there.
Chen Ge comforted himself, refusing to be distracted.
More footsteps began to emerge in the quiet tunnel; it seemed Chen Ge was not the only one here.
At first, those footsteps only