A World Shrouded in Mist and Mystery
Unexpectedly transported to a world shrouded in mist, Qi Chen, who had only wanted to attend an interview, never imagined he would open the door to an entirely new realm. Here, bizarre mysteries, twis
“Unlucky, unlucky, unlucky…” Qi Chen unconsciously tightened his grip on the transparent folder holding his résumé, his eyes fixed intently on the elevator’s display, which stubbornly showed upward movement. The elevator had been crawling from the seventeenth floor to the eighteenth for ten minutes already.
After a heroic act had inadvertently brought him to this fog-shrouded world, he’d struggled for a week just to land an interview. Now, of all times, he was trapped in this elevator. He truly only wanted to attend the interview—how else was he supposed to survive in this place?
“Why isn’t maintenance here yet?” someone else grumbled, the complaint tinged with frustration and barely suppressed fear. Besides Qi Chen, there were two men and two women in the elevator, each as “lucky” as he. The speaker was a thin, frail-looking man in glasses, who had voiced this complaint several times already.
“This is unbearable! If this keeps up, I’m definitely getting docked pay. That miserly boss won’t miss a chance to mess with me!” barked a burly man, anger plain on his face as he jabbed the emergency call button once more.
Beeep… beeep…
The ringing echoed through the cramped space, everyone instinctively holding their breath, longing for a voice of hope to break the silence over the intercom. But, as before, there was no answer.
“Could it be… something uncanny?” a girl’s trembling voice broke the hush. The two women, huddled together in the elevator’s left corner since the malfunction started, were beginning to lose control of their nerves.
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