"Are we there yet?"
The further up the stairs he went, the darker Xue Se felt the surroundings became. Although the motion-sensor lights seemed fine, he felt as if some special force was overshadowing the light.
"Almost."
After rounding a corner, Li Zhi dared not go further, as if walking to the execution ground, each step was particularly arduous: "It's right here."
The walls vaguely showed signs of being scorched by fire. Strangely, there were dense red markings on the wall, resembling new flesh growing from a scabbed wound. The red lines all pointed to the same place.
"This was where the Red Clothes old lady was burned. Residents in the building don't dare to approach here, not even during the day. They unconsciously speed up when passing the thirteenth floor." Li Zhi resisted from the bottom of his heart, but being held by Xue Se, he couldn't leave.
