The sixth floor, a frigid hall with lingering scents of alcohol and cold, punctuated by the occasional snores of a sleeping warden. ●search.●,She remembered when they arrived, the door hadn't been opened in advance.,Unlike the two who scurried into this cell, New King must have just finished his maintenance work on a certain level of the negative sixth floor. He's definitely coming over at an unhurried and elegant pace, estimated to arrive later than expected.。