A group of participants in the script who had nothing to do with each other.
DM's magnetic voice and bright surrounding projections in the dim scene.
Power outage, screams... Coma...
Where is this?
The striking ancient buildings and flat adobe bricks...
At this moment, everyone
Ordinary life is about to usher in a beautiful, sad song.
(This is my first time writing, and I am actively listening to suggestions. The content is fictitious, and any similarities or differences are purely coincidental.)
Intention: Never give up, never abandon, every drop of water will penetrate the stone