However, the basement in this dream still ultimately differs from my memory. Below the stairs is a dark room so pitch black that you cannot see your hand in front of you. I tried summoning a Fireball to illuminate the surroundings, but it couldn't reveal the landscape from my memory. It remained an impenetrable darkness that even made one doubt if it had an end.
Changan had never entered this basement in the real world before, so naturally, he wouldn't know what it looked like inside.
I looked up at the entrance I came through. Without notice, the entrance had vanished, with the stairs disappearing as well. Changan and I were standing together in this unsettling, endlessly dark void.
This aspect was somewhat similar to my memory... As I thought this, I remembered something Changan had said before.
