Nighttime, the laboratory, the main lab.
On a small square table, there sat a candlestick for lighting, surrounded by a large amount of food. On one side of the square table was a chair, and on the chair sat a person, cutting food with utensils, clearly in the midst of dinner.
The sole participant of the dinner, Gutas, was filled with a great deal of confusion at the time.
First of all, his memory was somewhat disordered.
He distinctly remembered strenuously untying the ropes and obtaining his freedom. But what happened afterward seemed to imply from the sidelines that he had merely fallen asleep—because when Richard returned and woke him up, he found himself still solidly tied to the ground.
Could it be that he was overthinking? Could it be that he never escaped, and the memory of escape was just a dream he had while asleep?
