Soon enough, they arrived at the scene. They parked right by the beach, a safe distance of around one hundred feet away from the water. As they got out, they couldn't help but pause, taken aback by the scene in front of them.
It most certainly wasn't a typical dungeon break. There was no chaos, no screaming, no blood, no monsters roaming around… All that greeted them was silence. Everything was eerily still and silent.
There weren't even many signs of frantic escape. There were some knocked-down cups and chairs in the restaurant right next to them, but that was all. Other than that, it was more as if people just disappeared. There were towels and bags spread around, but they were more or less neat and tidy. Not at all as if a crowd of people ran over them. The surface of the lake was also calm, only lightly wrinkled by the faint breeze, slow, gentle waves crashing softly on the shore, carrying driftwood, which oddly resembled fragments of boats…
