He instinctively blinked rapidly a few times, trying to see more clearly, but as he blinked, the already eerie Phantom Vision suddenly became even stranger.
It was as if he could see two images at the same time: one was the normal view of the brightly-lit dormitory building corridor, and the other was like a shattered glass window covered with powder particles.
As he blinked, these two images flashed back and forth like a strobe until the elevator door completely closed and they disappeared.
With the closing of the elevator doors, that feeling of being cut off from the world surged again, accompanied by a strong discomfort toward the enclosed space.
"Huff...Huff..." Another heavy breathing sound emerged beside his ear. Wei Shan was gripping the elevator's handrail, his palm continuously exerting force, and his breathing becoming increasingly coarse.
Lin Yi asked with concern, "Wei Sang, how do you feel?"