"Two hours after seeing these words, this island will collapse. Now, you have a choice."
Leona Grant's expression darkened as he read the words. 'It seems taking out this notebook triggered a trap.'
He turned a page. "Press the deep blue brick on the third wall. A bottle of medicine will appear. One of you must drink it. The person who does will die within one minute. Immediately after, this door will automatically open, and the survivor will be able to leave safely. You have twenty minutes from the moment the brick is pressed to make your choice. Otherwise, this place will explode."
Leona Grant and Annabelle Linton exchanged a look, their eyes both falling on the deep blue brick on the third wall.
They both started walking toward it. The brick did indeed stand out; its color was a shade darker than the rest.
Their expressions were grim. If the island collapsed in two hours, they would surely die.
