Warning:
This chapter contains aspects of memory loss and minor descriptions of torture that might be uncomfortable for certain readers. Please read at your own discretion.
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[The following day at 8 am--- 15 October 2021, Friday]
[5th floor of the facility— Jared’s room…]
Jared sighed as he lay on the bed.
“The sound of a clock ticking had faded over the course of several hours…” he muttered before chuckling bitterly.
‘Well, not several hours since it is already the next day…’
Jared turned to face a pendulum on the small table by the bedside. Although the novelty was unmoving, he could not help but stare at it in a trance-like manner.
‘So, I’m definitely in the game world, right? Otherwise, I wouldn’t be hearing the phantom ticking…’