Black threads sprouted from the tangled monsters as they twisted their bodies and chased after Gao Ming.
"Your friend did it! He came back from the tunnel alive!" Gao Ming's father had pinned his last hope on Luo Dong, and Luo Dong had not let the couple down.
The bus's horn carried far through the silent city, and a path was forced through the lingering black fog.
"I never expected the two seeds I casually planted back then to grow so quickly and pull me out of the abyss." Gao Ming kicked open the dilapidated stairwell door and looked up to see Luo Dong in the driver's seat.
His clothes were in tatters, his hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, and shards of window glass were still embedded in his arms.
The Bus that had emerged from the depths of the tunnel was covered in claw marks. All its windows had shattered, and a thick layer of bloody grime coated its body, obscuring its original color.
Everything bore witness to the hardships Luo Dong had endured along the way. He had accomplished a miracle.
When Luo Dong saw Gao Ming, countless faces of Gao Ming surfaced in his mind, but he soon realized that the Gao Ming before him was different from the monsters in the tunnel.
"Open the door! He's the real Gao Ming! My child has come home!" Afraid Luo Dong might misunderstand, Gao Ming's mother shouted. They had no time to waste either; the monsters covered in black threads were almost upon them.
"It really is Gao Ming..." With confirmation from Gao Ming's parents, Luo Dong almost burst into tears. Gao Ming had saved him before, and being by his side gave Luo Dong a special sense of security. He had never needed to fight for his