Tian vigilantly glanced at the shaft while the others worked on getting their stuff. The grey rats were all peering at them. In the dark their dark red eyes glimmered. "They're really creepy,"
"Just keep waving the flame. They seem to get scared very easily," Yue mumbled. With difficulty, he pulled out a black duffle bag filled with bullets. His mum had lively packed it all for him. He shouldered.
"Got it, the water bottles are fine. Only two of them were smashed in the crash," Fan Xui mumbled, glancing at the cleanly packed bag of supplies.
"Give it here," Yue took it from him and handed him the weapons bag.
Fan Xui weighed it gently. "That one is heavier. Give it here."
"No I can carry it," Yue whispered softly.
