The white light lasted a long time, as if a century had passed, and then slowly dissipated.
Richard reached up to press the spot at his temple, and his brain accurately provided the answer: the white light had lasted only one second.
Was it an illusion... Richard blinked his eyes and looked around, discovering that Moli and the others had suddenly vanished without a trace, leaving him in a completely unfamiliar place.
This was an endless snowfield, with thick white snow underfoot, and the whole world was white, with nothing else existing.
Turning his head, he looked behind him, finding that the blue entrance had completely disappeared, as if there was never an entryway.
His eyes emitted a deep blue glow, activating the perspective function of the Eye of Gaze, as Richard looked around again. He found that there was nothing hidden; everything around was real, yet somehow not quite real, as if missing something indescribable.
