Xiao Jie then proposed again.
Ali looked at him as if he were a fool:
"Bro, it’s over eighty floors up, and it’s raining at night. Do you think you’re Spiderman? If you fall and beco a pancake, at least it will be quick."
"Stop arguing."
Zhou Liang interrupted their debate, speaking in a deep voice:
"At the very least, we need to first try to reconnect with Captain Gao."
He spoke while looking at the narrow ventilation window in the stairwell.
"Break the window, write a ssage in blood on a piece of clothing, and throw it downstairs. Captain Gao will definitely notice sothing unusual and get the ssage."
"In the worst case, if a passerby finds it and alerts the police, he could quickly learn about the situation here."
This seemingly primitive thod received unanimous approval from everyone.
Soon, a white shirt marked with blood was tightly tied to a shard of glass used as a weight.
Ali, having taken off the shirt, walked to the window, raised his arm, and threw it skillfully through the hole into the pitch-black rainy night outside.
Once the distress signal was successfully sent, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, their tense spirits and bodies slightly relaxing.
However, the relaxed atmosphere didn’t last more than a few seconds.
Thud!
Suddenly, sothing fell from above them on the stairs.
It landed right in front of them on the steps, scattering sharp fragnts that stung the skin.
Everyone was startled. As their gazes focused on the fallen object, their faces filled with horror.
It was the shirt with the blood-soaked glass!
It had returned to the 84th floor...
"Cough... cough cough..."
At that mont, a coughing sound broke the silence.
The two unconscious guards finally began to wake up.
"Are you... all right?"
Zhou Liang suppressed his inner doubts, imdiately stepping forward to explain the current predicant.
Then, he inquired about their previous experiences, hoping to gain so clues from them.
The two guards looked bewildered, listening to Zhou Liang with frightened eyes.
One of them shook his head, his voice weak:
"We... we don’t know. We only rember patrolling the building when we saw a gray mist spreading, and thought there was a gas leak... Then we knew nothing."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Liang remained silent
All the other team mbers fell into a deadly silence.
"Actually..."
Sitting on the ground, Ayang suddenly broke the silence: "I have experienced sothing similar before."
Everyone’s eyes focused on him.
Ayang pondered for a mont, gazing deeply into the fog-covered darkness:
"It was during a mission to the Southern Ocean. We were chasing a cult priest and ended up being trapped in a small town by him."
"The town was filled with this kind of dense fog everywhere, along with eerie figures. We walked for three whole days but never managed to leave the town, always returning to the starting point."
Ayang’s voice was deep, like he was recalling sothing he wished to forget.
"Later, we realized that we weren’t trapped in the town, but pulled into an ’Inner World’ by so kind of magic."
"Inner World?"
Xiao Jie exclaid: "What’s that?"
"An alternate space, detached from reality but still dependent on it."
Ayang explained solemnly:
"It’s usually created by a powerful entity’s spiritual power or a special energy field that distorts reality, creating an independent space. Its rules are similar to but different from the real world, where ti, space, and even physical laws can be twisted."
Saying this, he pointed upwards:
"Just like the shirt that was clearly thrown outside but reappeared."
"How do we get out?"
Hearing this, Ali urgently asked.
"To get out, we must first understand how this world is ford, find its core, or..."
Ayang’s words abruptly stopped.
He suddenly looked up, staring intently at the area above the stairs shrouded in fog and darkness.
His pupils contracted, as if he had seen sothing extrely terrifying.
Everyone’s hearts tightened as they followed his gaze.
In the darkness, sothing seed to be moving.
"Heh... heh heh heh..."
The eerie laughter, this ti, was close at hand.
A white silhouette slowly erged from the fog.
It was the face of a woman, pale without any blood.
She was facing the group, showing an eerie smile, as if greeting them.
The face slowly moved downward.
Below it, there was no neck, but a long, blood-covered, continuously wriggling... body.
It was a giant worm with a woman’s face.
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