A soft tinkling echoed through the corridors outside the hotel rooms, as though someone were leisurely carrying a bell from the second floor up to the fifth. The sound was faint, drifting nearer and farther away.
Even when players managed to bring mechanical watches and electronic devices from the real world into the Nightmare World, they generally developed all sorts of problems, large and small. If human players wanted to know the exact time in their current location, they had to find a clock or something else there that could display it.
In the Lorimaris Hotel, simple clocks hung in the lobby, the restaurant, and at the end of every floor's corridor.
When the bell began ringing through the corridors, the clocks on each floor showed that it was almost six.
Although the guest room doors at the Lorimaris Hotel had peepholes, for some reason, thick iron plates had been welded over all of them. Even if the players inside pressed themselves against their doors to listen, they could only faintly hear something moving over the thick corridor carpets.
Everything was unknown, and the unknown was the most frightening thing of all.
Although all the players had already hidden in the rooms, anyone with a little experience was now on edge, every nerve taut. After all, the rule requiring them to stay in their rooms after six had not come from the Administrator, but from a printed sheet that had suddenly appeared. Under Peng Zhen's leadership, they had chosen to err on the side of caution, but if those three rules were false, they would have to reach that conclusion before danger arrived-and perhaps jump straight out of their room windows to escape.
Moreover, although each floor had around twenty rooms, the key cabinet in the lobby had nowhere near