Carrying Brim in one hand as if holding a dead dog, Chen Yang looked around for any signs of the five little girls, but found nothing.
Almost an hour and a half had passed since he'd left. If the girls had really wanted to leave, they would have been far away by now, and finding them would take quite an effort.
Silently, Chen Yang hoisted Brim, sorted out his equipment, extinguished the two campfires, and quickly retraced his steps to the subway station.
This time, he didn't bother searching the area, speed was his priority. After circling a large area to erase traces of his passage, Chen Yang finally sighted the subway station from afar just before midday.
Due to a sudden snowstorm, a large amount of accumulated snow had drastically changed the entrance to the subway station. The original ruins were now a massive snow pile, and the car that was previously at the entrance was nowhere to be seen.
