"They're clueless," I muttered, frowning as I crouched down, inspecting the ground closely.
Given that we were dealing with a shifting maze, there had to be seams between the walls and the floor that the naked eye could distinguish.
Considering what we faced on the seventeenth level, it seemed some mechanisms were pre-set by the murderer – like timed release of poison gas, scheduled lights out, and walls moving to form a maze at specific intervals.
Colin had managed to clear some obstacles for us in advance, but unfortunately, the killer was among us.
He wouldn't let us get through that easily. He still had cards to play.
So... the killer took advantage of our distraction to paint bloody arrows, luring us into dangerous areas on purpose.
"Ah!" A scream, followed by sounds of gnashing, came from beyond the wall.
Just as I thought, they'd encountered danger.
"Snakes! There are snakes!"
"Aah!"
Stella panicked, pounding on the wall. "Robin! Robin, are you guys okay?"
No response came from the other side.
Clearly, they were in no position to reply.
"Phoebe, do you know how to open this wall?" Stella asked, her eyes wide with fear.
"Why would we open it?" I looked at her, puzzled. "If we do, we'll die too."
Because they're in there, we have a chance to get out safe. "Now's our chance, I can lead you out."
I stood up, walked over to a wall with a visible seam, and tapped it, confirming it could move. "Follow me."
Stella looked at me incredulously, as if she couldn't believe those words came from me. "Phoebe... What about Robin and Bran? They're still in there... We..."
"Do you really think we can save them? If it's something we definitely can't do, why waste time and risk our lives?" I couldn't grasp what Stella was thinking.
We couldn't save them. Going in there would be a death wish. Why not take the chance to leave while we can?
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