But Ke Yue wondered whether she was imagining it: the sound of flowing sand seemed to be growing softer and fainter.
All around her, agonized screams, cries for help, and desperate shouts gradually filled the air.
Every cry was harrowing.
They sounded utterly real.
Ke Yue began trembling involuntarily.
Surrounded by those eerie sounds, her fear only intensified.
At the same time, a few fragmented images flashed through her mind.
They included her, Ge Yue, and... Zhou Zi?
Ke Yue felt bewildered.
Just then, she inexplicably sensed a ghostly face in front of her, staring coldly at her.
She instinctively moved to open her eyes.
But the little hourglass bottle in her hand suddenly gave a tiny tremor, as though reminding her, and Ke Yue snapped back to her senses.
No.
I can't open my eyes!
What if mine just happened to be the cabin stopped at the very top of the Ferris wheel?
Ke Yue dared not take that risk, no matter what.
Fortunately, the Ferris wheel soon began turning again.
Ke Yue felt herself slowly descending.
Lingering fear and relief washed over her.
Thank goodness I didn't break the rules.
Otherwise, my soul would have been trapped here forever...
Qu Yan, Ge Yue, and Zhou Zi, who had ridden before Ke Yue, had all left their Ferris wheel cabins safely.
They stood beside Cheng Yangze, looking up anxiously at the three people still on the Ferris wheel.
None of them knew-
At that moment, Che Quan, whose cabin was at the very top, had no intention of closing his eyes.
His red-lotus eyes stared straight ahead, devoid of emotion.
The little purple hourglass bottle in his left hand had not been activated, either.
Che Quan was currently stopped at the highest point because someone was getting off the