"Wow, it's so dangerous..." The voice gradually faded, and I realized that I was being pressed under him. When I fell down just now, he had pressed me down, making me unable to move, and feeling a little uneasy...
"Go, go in..."
He seemed to be nothing, so he pulled me up and walked into the cave first. After walking a few steps, we came across a half-open door of ruins. This seemingly ordinary and dilapidated door seemed to open at any time.
They would all fall down. Gaoino's body passed through the door lightly, and the door suddenly shook, and then a strange vortex shape opened up.
At that moment... "Gao... Gao Ino?" I was surprised to see his eyes turn red for an instant, but then return to their original color in an instant. This instantaneous change almost made me dumbfounded.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked softly.
He is inside the door and I am outside the door. We are looking at each other, but there is no media barrier. Could it be that this door seems to be a physical object but is actually invisible? Can the body even pass through it?
"Come in."
He stretched out his hand to me. I hesitated a little, but still gave it to him.
We walked in along a long and narrow corridor, and as we went inside, we became increasingly invisible. It was so dark that it was almost impossible to see his face. He kept holding my hand and did not let go.
"Su Enchu." He suddenly stopped and his tone became solemn.
"What's up?"
"I feel like this place... is so familiar, as if I've been here many times."
"Is it... that the memory has revived?"
"Memory recovery?"
"It's just...well, some of the stories I've read say that if a person loses his memory of a specific environment, he will regain his memory of that specific environment once he comes to that specific environment."
"Then...have you recovered your memory of this place?"
"Me?" shook his head, "Although I vaguely remember that we were accused of breaking into the forbidden area when I was ten years old, this place is so strange to me."
"Maybe it's because I've been there so many times..." he said softly, and then he groaned softly as if his head was hurting, "There's always something, there's always something shaking in my head."