The fog thickened around Broken and the others, making their visibility even more limited—especially now that night was creeping in. But that wasn't the only unsettling thing.
The temperature had plunged unnaturally fast.
Back when they stayed on the ship the previous night, the air had been cool, but nothing like this. This felt unnatural—like something was actively pulling the warmth from the atmosphere.
"I don't like this…" SexyBloom muttered under her breath, her arms instinctively wrapping around herself.
Vallrick shuddered beside them, clearly uneasy. "Broken…" he said hesitantly. "Should we… maybe postpone this exploration until tomorrow? Heh… Not that I'm scared or anything, but, uh… for safety reasons, you know."
SexyGrill smirked. "Just admit you're scared, Vallrick. You're totally thinking about Mizuki's ghost stories from the other night. I can see it in your eyes."
"N-no! That's not true! Hahaha…" Vallrick laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck.
