Luk Yu was clearly stunned by the scene before his eyes as well; he stopped in his tracks, standing there at a loss.
The coffin began to emit more and more green smoke, quickly enveloping its surroundings with a dreamlike haze. Luk Yu seemed to think of escaping, but his legs had turned to jelly from fear. After staggering back two steps, he fell to the ground and began moving backwards little by little, propping himself up with his hands.
To perhaps add to the atmosphere, sporadic ghostly flames of a pale green hue began to flicker ominously around them.
Ah… All of a sudden, Luk Yu yelled out, turned over, and started to crawl forward. Seeing him like that reminded me of myself before when I had been in the same state, rolling and crawling to escape this place, only to find that my hands and feet were too weak with fear to move quickly.
