Splash.

I glanced around at the faint sound of rippling water.

Splash… splash….

I could hear it, yet the surface seemed undisturbed.
The ink-black space allowed me to see only a step ahead—everything beyond was swallowed in darkness.

Where was this place? What was happening outside?

The questions lingered briefly, but I didn’t dwell on them.

I had learned long ago—there was no point in overthinking situations like this.

Just focus on what’s right in front of you.

With that thought, I locked eyes with the old man.

‘Wow.’

What a nasty-looking face.

That was my first impression.

White …