"Whew... whew..."
"W-what happened?"
"..."
Dr. Zhang and Dr. Wang followed Lu Xin, jogging all the way over. Both were breathing slightly heavily from the exertion.
Neither knew how Lu Xin had managed to walk so far without lights or electronic flies to guide him, but at Dr. An's urging, they still didn't dare relax for even a moment. They hurried after him and then saw Lu Xin pass through a door.
The door wasn't closed, so by the faint light of their flashlights, they could see Lu Xin standing before a corpse.
They didn't dare shine their flashlights directly at Lu Xin's face, so most of his body was submerged in darkness.
They had no idea what his expression was now. They could only see him standing there quietly, as if a long time had passed.
"It really is... this is definitely the place..."
He really had come here long ago, deep in the depths of his subconscious.
It took Lu Xin quite a while to confirm this. Then he gently reattached the identification card from the corpse's body to its white coat. Only after that did he slowly stand up and step by step, almost dragging his feet, make his way into the corridor.
To his left were row upon row of cell doors.
Some stood wide open, some were ajar, and some were slowly swinging shut under the breeze that came from who knew where.
There were many claw marks on the inner sides of the doors.
As Lu Xin walked deeper inside, memories gradually overlapped with reality.
It was as if he hadn't come to this pitch-black, desolate complex of abandoned buildings thirty years later. Instead, he had arrived in this corridor when there were still many staff members here and the lights overhead