“This is a game that never ends”

Zebulon opened his eyes from the darkness and immediately looked at his watch. The electronic watch was still vibrating, the displayed time reading 00:01. 

He walked out of the camp tent at Gillette's campsite and gazed at the karst cave in the distance. This place used to be just an ordinary scenic area, but now it represents something entirely different. The authorities had publicly announced a landslide here, sealing off the entire scenic spot. Tourists were nowhere to be seen, only armored vehicles coming and going along the mountain roads.

"Looks like no one's emerged from the dark Realm tonight," a voice suddenly piped beside him.

Zebulon turned to look—it was Kent Henry.