March 17th, 2025 — 4:14 PM
Zone 2A-Δ – Second Floor, Hallway
I left Old Zhou's house because he fell asleep after two cups.
Though I might be a little arrogant, it appeared he needed someone or something to give him hope. I couldn't promise she would be alive. But I would definitely keep my word and try to reach the university within three days.
"Phew, what next?" I muttered to myself like a madman.
The afternoon sun shone through the windows at the end of the hallway, rays of orange light telling me that I might have spent too long drinking with Zhou.
I stretched my back with a groan.
The whiskey still sat warm in my gut, but the haze had faded. The kind that made your ribs loose, your thoughts a little slower. The world still spun the same. Just felt heavier now.
The hallway was long and narrow, choked with shadow despite the dying sun bleeding through the cracked window. Light scattered in slanted bars, catching in the dust hanging in the air.
