Of course, what was more important was that the Black and White Dice were still there, meaning that if they walked past, they might too be pulled into the rules.
But this was indeed the only way forward.
"Let's wait and see," said the photographer.
"Alright," the female reporter had no objections.
They planned to wait a while—perhaps if the people who went in could figure out the rule, they could safely pass through, right?
It's just that so far, the second side mission triggered in the courtyard was still incomplete.
The desolate and dilapidated eerie orphanage, the silent and dim atmosphere, and the never-ending missions—it was hard not to feel a certain sense of oppression.
The orphanage lights were off; the only illumination came from the cool moonlight spilling from the sky.
The moon was full and bright enough that the situation in the corridor and the appearance of every person were clear, though the stairwells inside were somewhat dim.