“Hello. My name is Ryan Duffy. I was asked to guide you to where you will be staying from now on,” a voice called out.A skinny man leaned against a large, gnarled tree just past the inner checkpoint. He wore a guard uniform that looked two sizes too big for his frail frame. His skin was pale, almost translucent, and his eyes had a glazed, distant look.Arnold stepped forward, “Arnold,” he said, offering his hand for a handshake.Ryan Duffy looked at the offered hand for three full seconds. Then, he offered his own hand. “I believe you came here a few days ago, right?” Ryan asked, raising a sparse eyebrow.“Yeah, that’s correct,” Arnold replied. “I came to check the conditions here on behalf of my friends. We&rs

The darkness in the Hollow Chamber was no longer a place full of void. Won was in a deep sleep. He lay on a bed that was surprisingly soft, tucked away inside the very first apartment he had built. Everything was decorated in shades of black and charcoal. The furniture was made of polished dark wood that seemed to absorb the dim light, and the walls were lined with shelves.On those shelves, Won had placed rows of skulls, each one belonging to a different creature he had slain over the past few months. Some were small and jagged, while others were massive and horned.“Master Won. It’s hunting time. Master Won,” a tiny, high-pitched voice rang out.Won groaned, burying his face deeper into the pillow. He had slept for hours, but it felt like minutes.&ld