The light was turned on by another person wearing a mask.
Yi Xiaxia's eyes were stung by the sudden bright light, but she soon became captivated by the sight in front of her.
She was now in a room with a large round table in the center, surrounded by chairs, eleven in total.
But in addition to her, there were eleven other people in the room.
Was there one chair missing?
No, that wasn't right, none were missing.
Yi Xiaxia remembered the horrifying crashing sound from before, which must have been someone grabbing a chair to try and break down a door.
Yi Xiaxia's gaze quickly swept around the room, and soon she spotted the deformed chair in a corner.
However, the room had no doors.
Not only were there no doors, but there were no windows either, just walls all around.
So how had these people gotten in? Yi Xiaxia couldn't figure it out.
But she was now drawn to the walls.
The walls were covered with densely packed graffiti, consisting of both text and drawings.
