C242 The Empty Space

The two hands are tightly held together, and it feels like the air is all around me, and I don't know how many steps I'll take, but the darkness will bury me, and layers of black gas will block my path, and also block my view.

If it wasn't for the color of the red line being too conspicuous, perhaps I wouldn't have been able to notice it until now.

If it wasn't for Moh Chen