"Turn off the lights now,"
He Qing said to Peng Ze, surveying the surroundings.
What?
Peng Ze hesitated, unconsciously placing his hand on the switch and pressing it hard. With a "click", all the lights along the entire route went out, except for the ever-glowing dim green lights, sporadically mixed with a few eerie red lights, plunging the already darkened surroundings into sudden gloom, making everyone particularly uncomfortable.
In this dim environment, with the flapping sounds of the wind and the drifting curtains, one truly felt surrounded by ghostly shadows everywhere.
Yu Dandan struggled to blink her eyes, barely adjusting to the sudden darkness. She carefully surveyed the surroundings; the occasional small green lights, each about the size of a fingernail, shed very limited light. The ground was quite flat, except for a few scattered pieces resembling bones, which were the clearest parts of the entire route.
