Voice of old

Reeva hesitated for a moment, trying to make sense of the situation. The voice calling out to him seemed so real, yet there was no visible source. He scanned the area again, his eyes moving cautiously over the crumbled bones, the strange liquid, and the scattered debris. Then he heard the voice a third time—clearer now, more insistent.

"In the water! Look down, you fool!"

Reeva finally looked down at the shimmering liquid beneath him, and there, partially submerged among the broken bones and debris, he saw it—a severed head with a single eye, similar to the monster outside.

However, what was different was that the head was similar in size to his own.

"You can see me?"

"You think I'm blind? Get me out of here already."

Reeva couldn't help but feel curious. In this place full of black rocks and gray stones, among the monsters living inside the tableware, there was a human-like being.