Duling Tunnel in Penglai Underground City seemed even more eerie and sinister in the darkness.
Countless legends and ghost stories circulated about this tunnel, making it one of Penglai City's urban legends.
It was said that countless strange phenomena occurred inside this tunnel.
Some people had seen pedestrians walking deep inside the tunnel, but when they called out to them, they discovered that the figures had no facial features.
Others said that every time they passed through Duling Tunnel, they would hear someone calling their name from inside. They had even heard the voices of newlyweds who had been dead for many years.
The rumors were varied, terrifying, and bizarre.
Young children were always drawn here to test their courage.
Just like Lin Le and the other older boys today.
At that moment.
Lin Le walked into the tunnel. The darkness seemed to lead straight to the underworld, making the flashlight in his hand seem dim.
His footsteps were magnified inside the tunnel. Tap, tap, tap—they sounded as though many people were walking at once.
The strange atmosphere made thirteen-year-old Lin Le even more nervous as he walked.
The surrounding walls were covered in strange symbols and graffiti. They had been left by vagrants or people who came to test their courage. Their colors had long since faded, and the writing had become blurry, making them look like ghostly scrawls.
These things made Lin Le's heart race. He felt as though something was lurking in the darkness, waiting for him.
Suddenly, a cold wind swept past, making Lin Le shudder.
He gripped the flashlight tightly and illuminated the path ahead.
However, the flashlight seemed to grow even dimmer, as though it might go out at any moment.
Lin Le could not help shouting over his shoulder, "Is that enough?"
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