An incomprehensible, unpredictable sense of crisis seemed to loom over him from the void, like a net descending from the sky, leaving him feeling lost and at a complete loss.
"What's going on?"
"What exactly is this intense sense of crisis?"
He carefully surveyed his surroundings, but could find nothing out of the ordinary. Standing on the cobblestone pathway, the lampposts emitting orange-yellow light should have represented a safe haven in the midst of the thick fog, right?
He still had his student ID card and had not broken any rules; the safety status couldn't possibly fail, so where was the crisis coming from?!
Lin Yi paced around in distress, his instincts urging him to flee immediately, but he had not yet located the position of the next lamppost, and Wei Liang's body had not regained sufficient warmth under the lamplight!
Without direction, recklessly running out of the light's range would be a sure death sentence.
