Chapter 215

On the mountaintop outside the suburbs of City A sits a gloomy Ancient Castle. Legend has it that it is a relic of a bygone era, built by a foreign arms dealer. For unknown reasons, it was abandoned immediately after its completion, only recently throwing open its heavy gates to the world once more. It has attracted many enthusiasts of the macabre. And many bounty hunters. Because the owner of the Ancient Castle set a simple rule: anyone who can survive seven days inside will receive one million. … The weather forecast calls for overcast skies and rain. The clouds are so thick and heavy they seem ready to crush the horizon, obscuring every trace of daylight. Only the spire of the Ancient Castle points sharply at the sky, piercing the lightning; it looks like a monster summoning thunder and electricity, baring its claws and fangs.