I don't know how long I had walked, but Hua Jian finally saw the door to the basement, a red door.
At last...
He thought.
After opening the door, it was pitch black outside. With the help of the light inside, Hua Jian could see the situation outside.
A dark corridor, and deep within the corridor was endless blackness. According to Nan An's account, a little further ahead was the bottom of the elevator shaft.
There was a bedsheet left by Nan An at that place. The only problem was that Nan An had heard the elevator starting before entering the basement. Whether the elevator would block the way into the hall was something to pay attention to.
Hua Jian descended to the bottom of the elevator shaft and then felt for the bedsheet left by Nan An. By following the bedsheet, he could climb up to the hall filled with many photos.
He didn't think about what would come after because he didn't know what the situation would be like.
