Chapter Three: Twelve Water Stations

Cheng Ye picked up his medical bag but did not open the door. “What else happens?” “The exits return you inside. A man used the PA to say my name. The cartons are linked to the seating zones and match time. At zero, the floor splits open. There's another stadium underneath, upside down.” “That last part is the least medical.” “Which part was medical?” He exhaled and gave her a permanent marker and medical tape. “We have an hour. Let's experiment. You map the water. I'll identify people who haven't drunk. Don't prevent events yet. Learn the rules.” He was the first person in three loops who had not told her to go home. When the boy with the injured thumb arrived at 6:21, Cheng Ye believed her completely.