Underworld Player Chapter 87 - The First Victim

"...What just happened?"

Viridescent sighed with relief as she looked around at their restored surroundings. The question was one she posed to Traveler.

"Basically, we walked into a ghostwall illusion without realizing it."

The tired Traveler grimaced as he slumped against the wall, slowly sliding down into a sitting position. He removed his glasses and polished them on his shirt.

"It's not that we were transported somewhere, but our perception was altered, somehow. From an outside perspective, we would've just looked like we were running in place, back when we were being chased."

Viridescent's brows creased as she began to put the pieces together. "So that first robot you sent never actually made it to the creature?"

"That's right. Since the shadow has the ability to make the corridor—in reality no more than twenty meters long—look like an endless passageway, it's safe to say that our perception of space was completely warped. When I thought I was manually moving the robot toward the shadow, I was actually making it walk in circles around myself, which is why it exploded on me instead."

Traveler sighed.

"It's the same reason why your attacks never seemed to land on the shadow. Since your perception of space was warped, you only thought you were about to hit it, when in fact, it was standing several meters away."

"...Have you seen such a thing before?" Viridescent listened to Traveler's explanation with increasing ire. "I mean, I guess that was a ghost literally doing something to a wall, which I won't say any more about, but 'ghostwall' is what we say when we're in the countryside or it's dark outside and we lose our bearings, so we end up going round in circles... How do you know for sure that's really what this was?"

Viridescent's voice was terrifyingly scornful as she pointed to the site of the little robot's explosion.

"When it comes to supernatural entities, normal logic often doesn't apply—it looks like I should explain some more."

Traveler paused to gather his thoughts, then said, "What we call

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