The hallway was a bit long. After a full five minutes of walking, the Black Cat finally stopped and let out a low, "Meow."
Even though it could talk, meowing was instinctual, a part of its very being.
To avoid being discovered by the creatures in the dark, the livestream's lighting activated another piece of advanced tech.
Even though the area was pitch-black, the livestream could clearly show Wen Ying and the Black Cat's movements, as well as where they were headed.
It was a door, with a window to its side.
The window was an old-fashioned wooden one, the kind you prop open with a stick.
Right now, the window was propped open a little.
The Black Cat was positioned right in that propped-open space.
Although she couldn't see anyone, Wen Ying reached out and knocked lightly on the door. "Anyone here?"
There was no response, not a single sound.
Wen Ying reached out and gave the door a push. Unexpectedly, it wasn't latched and swung open with a light touch.
