"If we completely cut it off, wouldn't those 'ghosts' lose their last chance of retreat? Their obsessions would never be relieved, and they would never have a chance to find peace." Han Fei thought strangely; his first concern wasn't how to escape himself, but rather he saw it from the perspective of the "ghosts".
"Even if we don't cut it off, do you think those ghosts would be able to let go? Most people in this world are irrational, and despair is an emotion that spreads uncontrollably. If we don't completely sever the connection between the Deep World and this city, tragedies like yours, inadvertently entering the Deep World, will keep happening." The old man painted the Paperman's eyes a blood-red color: "Haven't the three of you had enough of despair? If you weren't afraid and terrified, why would you be so eager to leave?"
