The moment Li Teng grabbed the little boy's hand, it felt as though his head had been struck a heavy blow, as if struck by a high-voltage electric shock. Accompanied by the howling cries of an injured beast, everything around him began to blur, and began spinning and misting.
The bed, wooden desk, walls, and ceiling all turned into masses of black mist.
When Li Teng finally came to a bit, he realized he was no longer in the bedroom.
It was very dark around him, yet he could vaguely make out some objects.
He tried to walk a few steps forward; his steps were still a bit unsteady, but he finally stabilized and didn't fall over.
"Where are you? What are you trying to tell me?" Li Teng shouted loudly around him.
The little boy did not respond.
Suddenly, a large foot kicked out from the black mist in front of him, hitting right at Li Teng's chest.
