The two of them discovered that their original path had gone. They realized it quite well when something’s appearing behind them, and now the two of them are flabbergasted.
The man asked, “What has happened?” but nothing comes out from his mouth. The reality is, maybe he is the one that can’t hear anything, and most probably it’s even two of the statement into one.
Right in from of him is a tiny painting, of such a tiny space and a familiar door. He twisted his own brows looking upon it. Well, he recognized it as the space of his entrance all too well.
What caused it and why this is happening? Trig quickly thinks about the last words of the mad moon that appeared before him recently.
“The lady doesn’t really like much voice. So try to keep yourself low, alright?”
The young man quickly thinks about its meaning. Does the event that has happened with him has to do somethin