No one knew when the festival would start. So the four of them stayed at that hotel for a few days. The festival mood outside the windows of the rooms created an ambiguous atmosphere around the place.
The first night, Xie Ai stayed in his room, trying to sleep. But he couldn't. His dreams were filled with nightmares of extreme cases. Sometimes, he would see people dying while he could helplessly look while at other times, he would be the one hacking people to death.
Finally, he sighed and walked toward the window, opening it up. Some of the beasts and trees were still walking past their hotel on the street. The entire structure of the buildings looked like it belonged to the medieval age, 21st century Earth to be exact. Of course, none of those people were wearing proper clothes.
There weren't any old age phones either. Just the hotels were posh and clean.
