The all-pervasive coldness invaded, the basement was pitch black, with the sound of water flowing through the pipes in the upper left corner of the room, water droplets seeped from the metal pipe walls, dripping down.
Not far away, faint light slanted through the scattered windows, illuminating the bent outline of a creature.
In the darkness, a nearly pungent smell of rust spread, like rust wetted by rain, mixed with a strong stench of decay.
Tat-tat, tat-tat, tat-tat.
The rustling footsteps echoed, as the creature moved, sensing something in the room, it paced back and forth. Its outline stood nearly two meters tall, with bones protruding prominently, spine elevated, occasionally pausing half-bowed, nostrils faintly flaring, with long whiskers swaying under the gray-white light, red eyes like a pair of strange lanterns, swiftly approaching Xu Xiaoyou.
