The sixth floor, a frigid hall with lingering scents of alcohol and cold, punctuated by the occasional snores of a sleeping warden. ●search.●,Antanas' finger glided lightly across the screen, zooming in on the map's details, his gaze fixed on that red dot.,At the beginning, when a phantom attack hits the barrier, it produces a slight tremor, like a drop of water landing on a still lake, disappearing instantly.。