There could not have been a tunnel that stretched under the Antarctic Center for hundreds of kilometers. Not only would a structure like that be a miraculous feat of engineering, but far too many people — especially the army strategist and someone as knowledgeable as Professor Obel — would be aware of its existence.
However, no one had been.
Sunny remained silent for a while, then looked at the old man. Professor Obel simply shook his head.
"I am afraid I can't explain. Which… is not too surprising. After the Nightmare Spell descended, there are many things in the world that science — or rather, our limited scientific understanding — fails to explain."
Sunny sighed.
'Great.'
What was he supposed to do now?
It was clear that the laws of nature were either broken or worked differently inside the tunnel. Space was not behaving as it was supposed to behave… or maybe they had simply traveled to some strange pocket dimension that was filled with nothing but true darkness.
