Kang Kang screamed again, and this time it sounded much more genuine. Her voice shot up an octave, piercingly loud and nothing like the little-girl voice she'd used before. She cried that she wanted to go back, but her legs had gone weak. Clutching Xiao Ye's hand, she sank straight to her knees.
Xiao Ye was trembling just as badly. At first, she'd been supporting Kang Kang, but now Kang Kang was clinging to her, making her lean sideways. She looked like her legs were about to give out, too.
Brother Hong swallowed so loudly it was impossible to miss.
Only after swallowing did Brother Hong call out softly, "Tyr, is that you?"
His voice could only be heard by those watching the livestream.
The comments were a complete mess. People were spamming messages to shield themselves from the horror, almost entirely covering the screen.
I turned off the comments and looked at the video.
The Daredevil seemed to be the bravest of them all. His voice was much louder than Brother Hong's.
"Tyr, are you in there? Tyr!"
His call for Tyr echoed through the building.
Kang Kang screamed again.
The Daredevil had no choice but to head down the stairs.
Brother Hong may have grabbed him, because the camera shook.
"It's fine. I'll go take a look. You guys go to the entrance," the Daredevil said. It sounded like he took something out and held it in his hand.
At the lower left of the screen, I could see his clenched fist, with a strand of Buddhist prayer beads peeking between his fingers.
The Daredevil's breathing came through clearly. He went downstairs, swaying as he walked. The camera dipped once, catching him stepping over the bloodstain on the floor.
As the camera wobbled, the half-open door drew closer