A familiar sensation of weightlessness surged, Yang Xiao stepped into emptiness and plummeted downward. At the same time, the three people beside him vanished, leaving Yang Xiao's mind lingering on Jiang Qingluan's pale and powerless side profile with closed eyes.
Weird dizziness filled his mind as the images from the Nightmare World flickered like slides. In that moment, time and space lost their meaning, until Yang Xiao closed his eyes, entirely losing consciousness.
After an unknown period, Yang Xiao awoke groggily, and it took him several attempts before he barely managed to open his eyelids. The bright light overhead was slightly dazzling.
At this moment, he lay on a wooden bed, surrounded by an environment he was very familiar with—the old room in the town. He had returned.
Simultaneously, Yang Xiao's vision gradually cleared, and he clearly noticed that not far above him, a surveillance camera was installed, which absolutely hadn't been there before.
