With that ominous voice resounding,
——the surrounding lights flashed on instantly.
Blinded by the sudden intense glare, Annan squinted reflexively.
...Is this Denton's nightmare?
Even though he knew he might be traversing through multiple nightmares, he felt somewhat unaccustomed now that the moment had actually arrived.
Is there a mission here?
At that moment, Annan opened his panel:
Health... 95%?
He hesitated for a second.
Not because it was low, but... why was it this high?
He was clearly being interrogated...
Suddenly, without any warning——like a splash of water, a great volume of cold water came pouring down, drenching Annan instantly.
It was as if a whole bucket of cold water had been dumped on him.
His hair was thoroughly wet, and the sudden chill caused all his muscles to tense, but he couldn't stand up from the chair at all.
"...Drink ah... ha ah——?!"
