"Wrong hole."
"...Wrong hole."
"Wrong hole again."
Riley has lost track of how many hours he had been in Theran's underground ecosystem. He was now out of the woods, literally. He stood on top of a cliff, overlooking a sea that shouldn't exist underground.
Theran is completely different from Earth—perhaps he could no longer refute this fact.
He had been here for long, and yet the shadows that scattered everywhere had not moved for even a single millimeter. The sun which didn't exist still fully drowned the landscape, not withering for a single second.
"Boss, I've searched 4 holes—I don't think we're anywhere near the city, or any city for that matter."
Another Riley then descended from the sky, landing behind Riley who just continued to stare at the endless horizon.
