Yan Junze strained his eyes wide, bringing his flashlight closer to ensure he could fully make out whether the figure lying ahead was indeed a person and not a hallucination created by his crawling in the pitch-black tunnel.
In the beam of the flashlight, he saw very clearly, there was indeed a man in front.
The man seemed frail, his clothes somewhat tattered, facing Yan Junze as he lay motionless.
Moving the flashlight around the tunnel, Yan Junze noticed there was a passageway branching off between him and the eerie man, its destination unknown.
Behind the man appeared to be a small Deadwater Pool with no way out, and a faint stench wafted through the air.
Looking at the situation, it seemed impossible that the man was still alive.
In the deathly silent tunnel, the confined space housed what seemed to be a decaying corpse before him, rising a ominous premonition in Yan Junze's heart.
