Golden Tips Hostel

Selina said with a smile, "Well, it really feels like we're on a holiday hike."

Luke simply nodded, not caring that she had mentioned the taboo word again.

They were utterly on their own. Faced with a broad plain, rustling trees, and a blood-red sun, they enjoyed the magnificent view.

Half an hour later, Selina exclaimed in amazement, "Huh? Is that a house over there?"

Luke saw it, too. He smiled. "Great. We can at least get some help now."

Ten minutes later, they reached the house.

It was a fairly large, one-story building, with a sign that said "Hostel" in front of it.

It was a hostel, but it didn't have a name.

They walked in, and didn't see anybody, either.

Luke called, "Hello?"

After a brief silence, someone emerged from a hallway.

It was an average-looking middle-aged man wearing plain clothes, who seemed rather sloppy.

Selina frowned.