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"What have you done to Xiaoyuan?"
"Want to know? Come in and take a look! As long as you step one foot further, you can see your best friend. I think she would love to see you too!" Li Jing chuckled mischievously, covering her mouth as her body trembled slightly with laughter.
Her laughter sounded particularly grating to Su Jin'er. She looked at the dark room, fear surging from her feet to the top of her head, as if a small bug were slowly crawling up her spine. She wanted to reach out and grab it but found her body completely immobilized.
The last time she felt this way, Xu Mengguang had died, and this time...
However, the worry for Linyuan's safety overcame her fear. She lifted her foot and stepped into the room, the dim candlelight making the originally empty space seem even more eerie.
"Where is she?"
Upon entering, she did not see Linyuan.
"Haha, you'll see her when you go down."
Su Jin'er felt the ground give way beneath her feet, and her body plummeted rapidly. She didn't even have time to process what was happening.
Li Jing's treacherous laughter faded above her as Su Jin'er fell heavily to the ground. Her back slammed against the hard floor, pain shooting through her body as if it had broken. She gasped for air, waiting for the sensation to subside before opening her eyes.
Surrounded by pitch darkness, she could see nothing. The silence was terrifying, only broken by her heavy breathing. She reached out her hand to feel around but touched nothing. A putrid smell assaulted her nostrils, causing her stomach to churn violently.
"Haha! You're so foolish. You're just like Chu Feifan, always worrying about others' safety while forgetting about yourself. How kind of you! But in the end, you'll die here."
Li Jing's voice echoed from above. She looked up but saw nothing.
"Where is Xiaoyuan?" she shouted loudly.
After waiting for a long time without hearing a response from Li Jing, Su Jin'er stood up from the ground. Once her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she could barely see the wall about two meters away. She groped her way over, leaned against the wall, and took a deep breath to calm her racing heart.
After a while, she didn't feel any difficulty in breathing. Aside from a slightly rotten smell, the air was relatively circulating, which meant this place wasn't sealed off. Perhaps there was a way out. She rubbed her arms and slowly moved forward. After walking about ten meters, the path began to turn left. She paused for a moment and then cautiously stepped out, sensing that this was a long road; she just didn't know where it would lead. The intense feeling of palpitations gradually faded away as she steadied her emotions and continued walking. No matter what awaited her ahead, she had to keep going. Perhaps Linyuan was waiting for her at the end of this underground passage. But would the police she called notice that she had fallen into this dark tunnel?
Su Jin'er suddenly realized that Li Jing was right; she was foolish. Although she had informed the police before coming here, she had forgotten that their goal might simply be to lure her in and then kill her.
She walked for a long time but still hadn't reached the end, as if this road had no end at all.
Suddenly, she heard faint footsteps approaching her direction. She held her breath and listened carefully; the footsteps were heavy, each step felt like it was pounding on Su Jin'er's heart. Her heart began to race again as she pressed tightly against the wall, sweat trickling down her forehead. The intense feeling of palpitations made it almost impossible for her to breathe, and her tense emotions left her body stiff, with her legs trembling uncontrollably as if she could barely stand.
Finally, she slowly crouched down.
Who was the owner of those footsteps? Why did they sound so heavy?
She stared intently ahead, even though she wanted to close her eyes and not see the owner of those footsteps; it felt as if her eyes were not obeying her will.
At last, a blurry figure appeared in the passage. She gasped heavily; the figure was towering and did not resemble human height at all. Its entire body nearly filled the passageway as it struggled to move forward, each step seeming to exhaust all its strength. It would stop to rest after every step before taking another one. Su Jin'er pressed against the wall, her legs trembling with fear. If it reached her side, it would surely notice her and might even crush her.
She struggled to stand up with support from the wall and slowly began to back away, hoping to return to that relatively spacious room before the monster noticed her. At least there she wouldn't be crushed by its massive body. She thought that if she were crushed to death, perhaps when discovered later, it would become a legend.
Thinking of this made her laugh unexpectedly; strength returned to her legs as she watched the monster and stepped back cautiously—one step back for every two steps it took forward. However, the back that had just fallen began to ache again. Taking a breath, she noticed that as the monster approached, the stench of decay grew stronger. Could it be that this monster fed on corpses?
The thought of it possibly eating decayed bodies made her feel nauseous; disgust replaced some of her fear.
Finally, she retreated to the corner and turned around, still too afraid to run. Carefully backing into a relatively spacious area, she hid in a corner and watched the passageway.
Footsteps slowly approached, and as they drew nearer, her heart, which had just calmed down a bit, began to race again. She hugged her knees, curling up in the corner of the wall. However, just when she thought the monster was about to appear, the footsteps suddenly vanished, as if they had never existed. Su Jin'er frowned as she gazed into the dark corridor.
What was going on?
After waiting for a long while, the footsteps still did not sound. Confused, she stood up and cautiously moved closer to the corridor. The sound had seemed to disappear around the corner; could there be a door leading to the back there?
She walked over slowly, taking each step carefully, and then she witnessed a scene she would never forget.
There was no sign of the massive monster in the corridor; instead, a corpse hung at the bend—a corpse that had long since rotted away. Although she couldn't see it, the nauseating stench made her certain that it must be decayed.
Leaning against the wall, she bent over and began to vomit, continuing until there was nothing left to expel. Her stomach twisted in pain as she ran forward, no longer caring about her fear; all she wanted was to escape—far away.
Her footsteps echoed harshly in the corridor as she gasped for breath. The wind rushed down her throat and into her stomach, causing sharp pains.
She didn't know how long she had been running when exhaustion set in. Leaning against the wall, she breathed heavily; her head felt like it was crawling with millions of ants from lack of oxygen, and a splitting pain shot through her skull. She clutched her head and bent over in agony.
Gradually losing consciousness, she collapsed onto the ground and fell into oblivion.
When she opened her eyes again, everything around her was a blinding white—there were no objects or sounds. She wanted to speak, but no sound came from her throat; it felt as if she had lost her hearing as well. Yet her mind remained very clear; this sensation was not new to her.
She thought to herself.
She tried to stand up, but her body wouldn’t move. She didn’t even know if she was standing or lying down. What terrified her even more was that she couldn’t feel her body or limbs at all. What on earth was happening?
Had she already died?
Is this what people usually refer to as hell?
But isn't hell supposed to be dark? Just like people often say, there are eighteen layers, each guarded by little demons, and those demons are all fierce-looking, right? Or is it that she hasn't entered hell but instead has gone to heaven?
She chuckled lightly; how could that be! Although she hadn't done anything bad, it wasn't enough to get her into heaven because she hadn't done anything good either! She had heard that the angels in heaven were very busy, so how could they possibly pay attention to an ordinary person like her?
Her thoughts became increasingly strange, completely different from her former atheistic self. Was she no longer herself now?
At this moment, her brain was unusually active, uncontrollably wandering off into random thoughts. Whatever strange idea came to mind, she would entertain it, even feeling as if she had become an immortal and thus felt nothing at all.
Even so, how could she not feel her body and limbs?
What a peculiar sensation.
Just when she didn't know what to do, the blank world began to distort, the originally white space being covered by black.
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