Decks 4 and 5 were separated by a flight of stairs, 20 steps in total. While they climbed, players screamed and ran past them and towards the upper decks, pushing and shoving like sheep.
But by the time Kim Jihun and Thanh Van reached the clearing on deck 5, an eerie silence hung over the scene.
Kim Jihun had stopped before the elevators, brows knitted in a thoughtful frown.
The elevator doors stood closed, their reflections distorted on the golden surface, two pale white bobbleheads on top of a stick-thin body.
The halogen lights above like flickering butterflies trapped within the flames. Half of them were out, the rest hanging by a thread, barely giving them enough light to see ahead.
The air glowed green with shadows, the soul-scraping scent of flowers all they could breathe in.
Green? Flowers?
Thanh Van's brows tightened as he stepped behind Kim Jihun, pushing the man to move forward with the tip of his gun.
