Chapter 287 The Tenth Floor in the Fog World

"Goddammit!" Edelweiss and I swore together. The doors grew wider and only then I fully noticed how different was the tenth floor this side to the tenth floor of the real world! The scene outside the elevator doors gave way to a black, empty space. The sprawl of office cubicles that stretched far carried webs of fissures and clefts that coursed jaggedly along the broken tiles on the floor and through them, one could see what laid underneath: a deep, black chasm of nothingness. So were the walls, I realized. Craggy cracks climbed the walls like vines and the same black hole of oblivion peeked from outside. It appeared as though the entire tenth floor of the Fog World was suspended in the midst of outer space.

And right outside the elevator doors, some distance away from the office floor in the middle of this Lovecraftian dimension, was a gap. That was where Na San had plunged into!

Edelweiss and I shared a grave look. The gap was easily more than fifty meter