White Night...
As Colin listened to his sermon and the other party pronounced his real name, he couldn't help but think of a sacred figure in his mind.
That figure arose from the eternal darkness, floating in mid-air, flapping its wings, scattering blessings and light, dispelling the darkness, and bringing salvation...
In a trance, everyone seemed to hear it as if it wanted to say something.
However, at that very moment, someone suddenly shouted, and the vision came to an abrupt halt.
"Wait, I think we've arrived!"
Hearing the voice, Colin paused his steps for a moment and slightly shook his head, looking in that direction.
Under the illumination of light, a dilapidated and declined riverfront skyscraper appeared on their retinas. Visually, there wasn't anything particularly strange about this place compared to others.
However, taking in a slight breath, Colin detected in the air a fishy smell, not normal by any means.
'There's something wrong here.'