Shen Li remembered the last words the organizers had said to every player before they entered the game:
“No one here will help you.”
Shen Li hadn’t replied at the time.
But now, she looked at the curious little bat hanging upside down from the cave ceiling and said, so quietly that only she could hear, “That’s fine. I don’t need anyone, either.”
The bat beat its wings and flew into the night.
In the distance, the dark red moon was finally covered by clouds.
The world was as silent as a grave.
And in the grave, the witch was smiling.
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