Chapter 62: Deaths [1]
"Just how long am I going to be here?" Bozo asked as he found himself frozen. He couldn't move his body. As he tried to get up, his body was pulled down. As he tried to raise his arms, he felt chains holding them... Additionally, it was dark everywhere.
Silent, calm, and unchanging. It was uncanny. Being alone was also scary, especially in a situation that he couldn't comprehend.
He'd asked ten times already, his voice hoarse, "Just how long am I going to be here?" No reply. Not even a whisper from the system he was used to. This wasn't a simulation. This wasn't a program glitch.
'Lucid dream...? How can I dream after having my neck sliced?' he also thought of the possibility of this being an afterlife, but of course, that wasn't true.
