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Unable to accept its loss, the Book of Death makes a horrifying growl—
But that cannot deny its imminent failure. As the battle comes to a rest, the Book of Death inevitably starts to decompose from inside.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA—AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA—AAAAAAAAAA—
Its growl soon turns into an disjointed, hoarse moan.
Still, its twisted soul cannot believe that its life is coming to an end. It once was able to feast on human's pain, but not anymore.
Dusty dots begin to show on the Book of Death's cover.
When the dust covers one third of its surface, the growl has stopped. It breaks apart within an instant.
Multiple [unauthorized] students have passed the final test. Should they be granted with the access to the hidden data section?
Access granted.
Understood. Congratulations, you have passed the final test of Camp Inferno.
Stored in the hidden section are Director George D. Toro's notes, original scripts, unprocessed movie cuts, contacts, as well as a letter of guarantee for [unauthorized] students written by himself.
With the above information, you have everything needed to inherit Director George D. Toro's legacy in the movie industry. The Toro Foundation will also provide unconditional funding for your debut movies.
Camp Inferno was designed for this purpose all along. Once again, congratulations. You may now log off from this virtual space.
Is that all...?
Hey! What are you doing in there? It's been so long!
Babylonia's air conditioning system is back online now. I can't keep this running if you don't come out! The workshop is asking me to go back!
I don't care what you are doing, just stop it and log out!
...Looks like it's time to go.
Thank you all so much!
Yes. Glad that we could help.
Don't forget the access key you promised!
I won't. It's supposed to be downloadable anyway.
One after another, everybody logs off from the virtual space with a feeling that they have "accomplished" something.
Only Ayla stays behind, staring at the blank sky above.
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