The faint black glow of the oil lamp by the door spilled into the dimness beyond, illuminating countless rusty iron shelves, a desk, and a chair placed just behind the door.
Clearly, this cabin had been long neglected; the black substance secreted on the floor resembled the surface of a swamp—neither dried up nor marred by messy footprints.
Lu Li's gaze swept over the empty iron shelves and moved toward the office desk behind the door.
A line of footprints stretched out from the doorway.
Creak——
The drawer was pulled open, but it was completely empty.
A key couldn't possibly open a door that led to nothing.
Following the line of thought for solving escape room puzzles, Lu Li shifted his gaze and scanned the dark corners of the cabin, finally resting on the coat rack behind the door.
A hat hung on the coat rack.
