Echoes of the Unknown

[Quest Alert: Survive the Containment Cell – Time Remaining: 10:00]

Lin Wei's breath hitched as the sensation of falling overtook him. The world had vanished—no walls, no ceiling, no floor. Just an endless void stretching in all directions. His pulse pounded against his ribs, but there was no sound. No air. No sense of self.

And yet, the voice remained.

Soft. Familiar. Close.

"You need to wake up."

Lin Wei tried to move, but his limbs felt distant, like they belonged to someone else. A cold pulse rippled through the void, and suddenly—

[System Error: Unauthorized Access Detected]

A blinding flash.

Lin Wei's body lurched forward as he gasped for air, the sensation of weight crashing back onto him. The sterile walls of the containment cell flickered in and out of existence, glitching like a broken simulation.

His head throbbed. His hands trembled. His vision was not his own.

The glass barrier separating him from Director Xian had been replaced by a shifting haze of distorted shapes. And standing at the center of it was…

Himself.

Lin Wei froze.

His duplicate stared back, expression blank. Eyes dark, depthless. The figure stood in the same clothes he wore, the same rain-drenched jacket, the same bruises on his knuckles. But the resemblance ended there.

The thing did not breathe.

It did not blink.

It simply stood there—watching.

A cold whisper crawled up his spine.

This isn't real.

He forced himself to move, shaking off the haze clouding his mind. The room still flickered between dimensions, but something was shifting. His body felt different—lighter, faster.

And then, his duplicate moved.

Not a twitch. Not a hesitation.

It mirrored him, an exact reflection, as if the space between them was nothing more than a glass pane.

[System Alert: Time Manipulation Lv. 1 Available]

Lin Wei's mind snapped to attention. He had used it before—but what if he could use it now?

He focused, reaching for the same sensation that had saved him in the alley. A cold, electric pulse rippled through his spine.

The world slowed.

His duplicate's movements stretched, the flicker of its form becoming sluggish. The falling raindrops from the cell's damaged ceiling froze midair, suspended in time.

Lin Wei lunged forward.

But just as he was about to strike—

A jolt of pain tore through his skull.

The ability collapsed. The slow-motion world snapped back to full speed. His duplicate did not flinch.

Instead, it raised its hand.

A perfect mirror of his own.

Lin Wei barely had time to register the gesture before his body locked in place.

He couldn't move. He couldn't breathe.

The duplicate had used Time Manipulation too.

A wave of horror surged through him as the realization hit—this thing wasn't just mimicking him.

It was learning.

A countdown flashed in his vision—

[Quest Update: Survive the Containment Cell – Time Remaining: 3:21]

He was running out of time.

A deafening crack split the air as the room collapsed inward, the walls folding like paper. Director Xian's form flickered on the other side, his voice barely audible over the alarms.

"Contain him! Now—"

Then he was gone.

Lin Wei's vision blurred as the world twisted around him, a sensation unlike anything he had ever felt. A pull—not outward, but inward, as if something was dragging him into himself.

The last thing he saw before the void swallowed him again—

Was his own eyes staring back.

Cold.

Empty.

Waiting.