Noen's head froze in place; he dared not turn around.
Despite the fact that the voice was so familiar it could not be more so.
It was like a ghostly voice, seemingly that of his father—the old servant of the Yibia family.
But Noen remembered, the guide had told them that no matter who calls out to them, they must never look back.
Noen resisted the urge; he didn't turn his head, grinding his teeth and continued walking straight ahead.
He reached the end only to find that it was not an exit but a corner.
Noen's heart was in turmoil, yet he forced himself to enter the corner.
Darkness enveloped the space ahead, and in the night, another blurred exit appeared before him.
"There's no need to be afraid, no need to be scared."
Noen muttered to himself and kept moving forward.
He crossed the dark passageway, a chilling breeze prickling his skin from behind.
