I closed my eyes, trying to steady the frantic rhythm of my heart.
But even in darkness, that grotesque scene from the laboratory refused to fade. It lingered behind my eyelids—those twitching arms, that writhing mass of red.
I forced a slow breath through clenched teeth. My pulse finally began to ease.
When I opened my eyes again, my gaze fell on the last unopened door—the third one.
"…Ah."
A dry laugh escaped me.
Why did I already feel afraid?
What kind of nightmare was waiting behind this one?
My hands were trembling slightly as I reached for the handle. I hadn't even met the owner of this dream yet, but exhaustion was already setting in, creeping over me like a heavy fog.
Still, I couldn't stay here forever.
Bracing myself, I took one last deep breath and turned the handle.
Creeeak—
The hinges protested as the door slowly swung open, revealing a completely different scene from the previous rooms.
Cold air rushed out, smelling faintly of rust and damp stone.
