[Not systematic] [Not brainless] [No routine] Those who mind, please be careful.
Is the murmur that pierces the depths of the soul in the corridors salvation? Or a warning?
The figure crawling crazily and twisted in the fog, is this the answer? Or in danger?
I woke up here. I thought I had seen everything clearly, but I didn't expect that everything I thought was just a few strokes of it. When I wanted to go on, I was pushed into the abyss...
Shhh——
No more talking, it has already come behind me!
