“I know you, Lappland. You’ve made your fortune in Lungmen and are living a good life. Texas and Exusiai are protecting you. You don’t need me as a friend.” “But now you come to me asking for my help. What did I do wrong to make you disrespect me like this?” “You won’t even call me Godfather anymore.”

The Doctor is trapped in a twisted, towering building called Rhodes Island. Countless anomalies fill the building's crevices, squeezing and stripping away all common sense, banishing it from the world. He has tried to escape, but has failed repeatedly. His only companions are base fear, a helpless soul, and a disturbing woman. A rational person will witness the full extent of fear; only utter madness can prevent fear from overwhelming them. So, when facing fear, do you want to be a wise man or a madman? —Some settings are inspired by other works.

Who is holding the piece?

Is this a dream...

Falin opened his eyes. This was like a dream, but not a dream. He could not feel the collision or the temperature. This place was very mysterious.

A firefly, a sofa, a fireplace, a small room, a red carpet, a spirit, a door...

Farin left the sofa. He had never been to this place before. Where was this? Occasionally, there was a clicking sound outside the door, not like footsteps, but more like pieces falling on a chessboard.

Falin looked at the decoration of the room. It was small and dark, but warm. The stove contributed a flickering light to the room. Not far from the sofa was a dark red desk and an old wooden chair. There was a small window, and the moonlight was faintly shining through the window.

At some point, the sound of chess pieces dropping outside stopped, and Farin nervously glanced at the door. After a moment, there was indeed no sound outside. Farin shifted his gaze elsewhere. The fireflies seemed to have frozen, suspended in the air, and the occasional flicker of fire in the stove had also stopped... It was as if time had stood still...

Only Farin was able to move. Farin pushed open the door and saw a large hall outside. In the center of the hall was a long table... There were many mist-like figures sitting beside the table.

He looked around and saw many doors on the wall. But he gradually realized something was wrong. The wall couldn't hold so many doors, yet there were so many doors. Blood was flowing from under some of the doors, and some were broken. Falin saw a sofa inside, and a woman was lying on the sofa. Her throat was cut, and she was lying there quietly. Behind each door was the same...