The moment those words rang inside Adam's mind, he felt like an unseen hand had clenched his heart.
Several thoughts arose in his mind, yet he didn't stop walking. He continued to act normally.
Who is the owner of this voice?
Is this the same situation as Merene's? No… am I going crazy again?
If not, then who does this voice belong to?
And who is following me?
Did this turn out to be a trap, after all?!
Just as Adam was thinking about all sorts of scenarios, the strangely familiar voice belonging to the white-robed Adam echoed inside his mind.
"It's not what you think, old sport. Someone is trying to communicate with you. Someone real."
The moment those words echoed inside his mind, Adam couldn't help but heave a breath of relief. The white-robed Adam symbolized the rational part of his mind. And so, whatever he claimed had to be the truth. Adam was certain of at least that much.
