The severe tilt made it almost impossible to stand in the room, but fortunately, Charles clung tightly to the keyboard and managed to keep his footing.
"Damn it! What now!" Charles clicked on the folder named 'Charles' and forcefully dragged it toward the edge of the screen.
Suddenly, Tuba poked his head out of the folder and shouted, "Hurry! Something nonexistent is about to arrive. It has noticed 068. Make sure it doesn't notice you, or you're done for!"
"What is it?" Charles had already dragged his file to the very edge.
"How should I know?! I told you, it doesn't exist! How can I know what something that doesn't exist is? All I know is that it's coming!"
Charles didn't bother figuring out what Tuba was talking about. As long as the clues were in his head, all he needed to do now was leave. With that thought, he released the mouse.
WHOOSH!
