He dismissed the chat with a tired wave of his hand and started walking.
Minutes passed.
Or maybe longer.
In a place like this, time felt strange.
Si Hon just kept moving forward through the endless tunnels, the weak torchlight casting long shadows across the uneven cave walls. The stream windows floated above him like annoying ghosts, chatting endlessly among themselves, but he ignored them completely.
Right now his focus was simple.
Walk.
Don't make noise.
Stay alive.
After a while he rubbed his eyes tiredly.
"I just realized something…" he muttered under his breath. "I haven't slept."
He paused briefly to think.
"For how long exactly?"
No answer came.
Even the chat didn't bother responding this time.
Eventually the tunnel ahead curved again, forming another corner deeper into the cave system.
Si Hon stupid ass spotted it immediately.
A corner meant a new path.
A new path might mean an exit.
