In the middle of the dense darkness, the Hallucination Cave was a strange and unusual place. The ground and walls moved as if they were breathing, surrounded by a thick fog with a strange smell.

Alfred, who found himself in a dark place alone while exploring, wondered,

"What is this place? I can't see clearly. I need to find fire or something similar."

After a while, he found a stick and lit it by striking it against a sharp rock, then continued to advance into the depths of the cave. After a short time, Alfred began to hear a whisper, "What is this? Who's there?"

"There's no one, maybe I'm imagining things."

Then a scary, strange head appeared in front of him, screaming terrifyingly, then disappeared.

"Damn, what is this thing? Am I hallucinating? I feel like my head is heavy."

"I need to move quickly and find Lala and Michael."

He continued walking aimlessly until he felt tired and sat down in front of a rock to rest.

" I'm tired. How much time has passed? I feel like I've been walking for weeks."

" will I keep waiting like this? Lala said she would find us quickly."

"Wait, who is Lala? , I'm hallucinating, and my head is confused."

"I'll try to sleep a little, then wake up to focus better."

Alfred lay down on a piece of cloth from his bag and tried to sleep, but the voices in the cave, or maybe in his mind, screamed, "Don't sleep, don't sleep, don't sleep, don't sleep."

"Damn, shut up, voices. What is this? How long have I been lying here?"

"Why are the walls and ground swapping places and moving? I feel dizzy." Then Alfred felt nauseous and began to vomit.

"Are you still getting nauseous, Alfred, even after all these trips? Haha, after you finish, come and change the sail direction with me."

Alfred turned around, startled, as he heard a familiar voice.

"James, is that you?" It was indeed his colleague who worked with him on the captain's crew where Alfred worked. Alfred asked him,

"What are you doing here?"

He replied, "Haha, what are you saying? Have you gone mad? What are you talking about? The sea doesn't suit you, my friend. No matter, come and help us fix the sail quickly."

"Okay, I'm coming right away." Then he realized, "Wait a minute, you're not real. You died in the battle against the Aka pirates."

James began to scream at him terrifyingly and started to deform in a horrifying and scary way, then said in a frightening voice as if it were the distorted voice of dozens of demons, "And you will join us in three days." Then the terrifying monster shattered into chunks of blood, ash, and bones.

Alfred was astonished, "What just happened? I need to get out of this cursed cave quickly. It's driving me crazy."

Alfred continued to move quickly, hoping to find someone or a gate or an exit, but along the way, the voices around him sang the crew's songs they used to chant while sailing on the ship. "See you soon, Alfred." He turned to find another crew member hanging by his foot from a rope dangling from the ceiling, and as soon as Alfred saw him, he turned into a monster like the first one and shattered into blood in the same way. Alfred ignored him and his lookalikes from the rest of the crew who continued to appear on the way, and the crew's songs continued around the place or maybe just in Alfred's head. Then the song suddenly changed to terrifying voices, "Alfred, Alfred, three days, Alfred, Alfred, three days."

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He raised his head to see his friends from the crew with scary faces, large, empty black eyes dripping blood terrifyingly, moving their heads left and right and singing,

"Won't these demons shut up? They will drive me crazy." Then he started running to get away from their location, stumbling several times to find himself running in a circle and returning to the same place he started from. He continued running in another direction, but the same thing kept happening. Out of breath from running, "Damn, it's useless. I'll faint. I'll try to lie down and sleep a little. I've lost track of time. I didn't sleep last night, or was it an hour ago?"

Alfred lay down and tried to sleep, "Don't sleep, don't sleep, the pirates are here. Come and help us." The sounds of drums and cannons in the place became noisy as if you were in a war.

"Shut up, shut up, you're not real." Then Alfred got up and moved away from the place, unable to sleep. He became very tired as if he hadn't slept for weeks, looking like a moving corpse. Then the whispering began again, "Alfred, Alfred, I'm here." Alfred turned to find another person with a wide smile and many teeth, "Alfred, two days, two days," then the person melted into a sticky mass of blood.

"Damn, when will all this end?"

A group of individuals appeared, similar to the previous monster, with the same smile and empty eyes, "It will end in two days. You will rest in two days. You will join us in two days. You will become part of us in two days."

Alfred began to lose his mind and started screaming hysterically, "Shut up, shut up," then activated the Thunder Fists and began attacking and smashing them, "Shut up, you vile creatures, shut up." Then he started punching and hitting the wall hysterically until his hand bled.

In another part of the cave, Michael was walking and exploring the surroundings, "So this is the Hallucination Cave. There is no specific strategy to work with here."

Michael walked for hours but noticed he was returning to the same places he had passed before, "I've passed this place before. It must be magical hallucinations meant to put you in a loop until you go mad."

Then the voices began to scream and cry, "Sir, please don't kill me. I'll pay them, believe me, aaaaah."

"Wait, spare me, I have a family to feed."

Michael turned around, but no one was there, "Auditory hallucinations, maybe a magical technique based on memory."

People began to materialize, crying and screaming, begging for mercy, but Michael cut them down without mercy, "The vile creatures of this cave imitate the voices of people from memory and take their form to unsettle those in the cave until they break down. But unfortunately, I hear their screams daily in my head. I've gotten used to it."

"Hello, Michael, your killing techniques have improved."

This voice, could it be?

Michael turned immediately upon hearing it to find a tall person wearing a hat, but his face was blurry and not clearly visible. Michael's expression changed for a second,

"You're not real."