Chapter 117: Threshold (3)
His expression seemed to say, “You asked for it.” I shrugged and pulled my leg out of the pit. Then, without any hesitation, I turned away. Those guys, realizing the situation, started scrambling up the mound of dirt, shouting frantically.
“Hey, Dylan! Dylan! We were wrong!”
“Yeah, we messed up! Don’t leave us here!”
Familiar voices.
I walked on wearily until their cries faded away. Honestly, I was exhausted. I never imagined I’d get lost in a place like this. But to be lost in time and space? How many more times would I have to go through this?
Whether I was in despair or not, my body instinctively remembered its destination. I saw a familiar school. There was no way I could mistake it. I muttered softly to myself.
“Cambridge?”
Slowly, a specific memory associated with Cambridge surfaced in my mind.
“We took the same classes at Cambridge, didn’t we?”