They kicked and banged on the door for a while before leaving in a fit of cursing and complaining.

I stood by the window with the property manager, looking out into the boundless darkness, waiting for dawn to arrive.

At exactly six o'clock, daybreak came.

"Let's go."

The property manager reached out his hand to me, and without hesitation, I extended my own hand.

With a gentle push from his other hand, a beam of light appeared before us.

My mind suddenly went blank, and when I regained my senses, I found myself standing on the grass in front of the building.

Looking back at Building 1, three mangled bodies lay beneath the window of Room 101.

According to reason, they shouldn't have been harmed at all from jumping off the first floor.

The extent of the tragedy now was as if they had leaped from the top of a five-story building.

Perhaps there really is some kind of power at work.

"503 resident, how did you get out? Why can't we leave this place?"

The residents of Rooms 301 and 302 shouted desperately at me from their windows.

"Because Rule Eight says to wait in Room 303 until daybreak, oh."

I glanced at them one last time and left without looking back.

As soon as I left Happy Residence, there was a loud bang, and Building 1 was instantly engulfed in flames.