The Isolated Island (41)
When he entered the city, the entire group had been submerged in a light gray fog, like the fluctuating surface of the water on a dull stormy sea, it rippled, gradually flowing and spreading, then gradually closing all around them, subduing their senses. It wasn't known when but the fog around Hou Yingfan became thicker and thicker, completely blocking his sight and the outlines of the players walking ahead of him became smaller and smaller. He tried to call out but there seemed to be an invisible hand blocking his throat and a dire sense of suffocation blocked the words in his throat.
Thick fear enveloped him and his hands and feet turned cold with fear. The dense fog covered all the buildings, and everything was eerily quiet.
It seems that everything in the whole world has disappeared, only he was left, and the only sound that could even be heard is his own breathing and heartbeat.
Loneliness and fear are enough to drive people absolutely crazy.