[First Floor]
Xiaodan and himself ventured down into the basement, but it felt darker than ever; shrouded in abundant shadows, and eerily quiet–but, it felt as if there were other presences occupying the space alongside them.
"...Jeong-Hui…" Xiaodan whispered, staying by his side.
He nodded, "I know. This is definitely a trap."
Even knowing that, the two still slowly moved through the depths of the black basement–periodically hearing small, but alarming noises of inexplicable origins. Slash.
It was the reflexes engraved in his body that prompted him to step forward just in time to avoid the malicious swipe that aimed for his ankle.
"Wha–?"
He looked down, only briefly seeing a hand wrapped in black fabric swipe by before disappearing back into the darkness.
"Kehehehe…"
The ominous laugh from the crazed men echoed throughout the pitch-black basement, leaving the two falling still, turning to each side, but only being met with more darkness.
"He's here…!" He warned.
