Second-floor corridor.
After the three of them entered the realm of the Black and White Dice, they found themselves still standing in the corridor on the second floor, but the atmosphere around them seemed darker than before, and the pitch-black hallway couldn't even be illuminated by moonlight.
Looking up, they saw the Black and White Dice still lying quietly in the middle of the staircase.
"What's going on now, haven't we been devoured by the rules?"
The female reporter frowned as she surveyed her surroundings. The ceiling no longer had Dark Matter dripping from it, but there was an even chillier aura coiling around them, cold to the bone as if it were winter.
Although she was wearing a vest jacket, the clothes underneath were just ordinary gray short-sleeved T-shirts, and the jacket itself was also made in a vest style.
Thinking back to what the six of them were wearing before, the background of this script was supposed to be early summer.