"Taking the stairs will let me leave?" Sun Hang asked again.
No response.
"Then why should I listen to you?"
No response.
"I have a question, are you afraid of me?"
No response.
Sun Hang stopped asking questions and directly swung his short knife, slicing open the elevator door as if cutting through tofu. But just as he was about to leap out of the elevator shaft, the foot he had thrust forward drew back.
In the elevator shaft, the steel cable suspending the car was nowhere in sight. In its place was an abyss of darkness just like the one outside the glass curtain wall.
In Sun Hang's subconscious, this kind of darkness was extremely dangerous. Once fallen into, escape might become impossible.
"I'm very curious, why don't you just use this darkness to devour me?" Sun Hang asked once more, "Or is it that you can't control this area of darkness, and I have to stumble into it by myself?"
