A black phone lay on the floor. Li Shanru picked it up and tapped the screen a few times, then shook her head helplessly. "It's locked. I can't open it."
Just then, Luo Tianhe seemed to notice something. He crouched on one knee in a corner where a chair had been knocked over, head bowed, his back to everyone.
In front of him was a smashed flowerpot. Soil was scattered across the floor, and the dark brown earth had clearly been trampled by something, leaving behind a fairly distinct impression.
Even though the mark was incomplete, they could still tell it was a hoofprint!
After a moment of silence, Luo Tianhe held out his palm to measure the hoofprint. The instant his hand lined up with it, everyone drew in a sharp breath.
"Holy shit, is that from a horse?" Even Zhang Shiwei, usually so composed, couldn't keep his cool. "Have any of you ever seen a hoofprint this big?"
"There's a stable near my hometown. I used to go there a lot when I was in school, so I've seen all kinds of horses. But even the biggest horse didn't leave prints this large." Li Bai paused, sounding uncertain. "I don't think it's a horse."
"If it isn't a horse, what is it? A monster?" Yao Shunyu seemed to have it in for Li Bai.
"Stop arguing. Whatever it is, it's dangerous. That thing took He Ping." Lin Qianqian's voice grew more urgent. "It looks like He Ping is dead now, but unfortunately, we never even saw what the thing looked like."
There was nothing they could do about it. When the thing arrived, the entire building's power had gone out. The bedroom windows in Jiang Cheng's group's room were covered by thick curtains, leaving it completely dark inside.