"In the year X023, May 7th, 20:23..."
Cool and sparse moonlight struggled to pierce through heavy clouds, casting its light upon the walls of the Teaching Building. Endless dense mist roiled outside the building, and the silent air was filled with an oppressive atmosphere.
Outside the Corridor Bridge of Building D, a team advanced slowly under the dim yellow light. Everyone looked solemn with ordered steps; their clear footsteps seemed capable of piercing the whining winds within the Green Forest Belt. Light and shadow intermingled ceaselessly in the mist, as if hiding some grotesque, clawing figures that followed the team slowly, slowly sinking into the distance of the Corridor Bridge...
As the last chef entered the Corridor Bridge, the originally gentle and bright yellow light began to fade, the burnt-yellow, paper-like scene healing like a wound, as if snow was covering it again, slowly mending and turning back into a pristine white wall.