"There's something sinister about the crack in this wall," Yan Junze appeared to be mumbling to himself, but in reality, he was providing a live commentary to the camera.
"This crack is too small, even if there were any strangeness, it couldn't squeeze through! I'll look around for other cracks in the wall," Zhou Dali turned his head to inspect the area.
He was preparing to move all the other storage cabinets against the wall. Before coming, Yan Junze had not provided detailed instructions, but now it seemed that the strangeness must be hiding inside the wall.
Yan Junze stopped him, "No need to move them, Dali, take out all the demolition tools you brought, and just drill into the wall—right at this crack."
"Ah! We're really drilling?" Everyone stared at him.
"Of course," Yan Junze nodded, "The humidity here is high; the inside of the wall must be soaked with moisture. Be careful not to make too much noise, a hole just big enough for one person to freely enter and exit is fine."
