Chapter 120 - Dressed in Red (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The color of the floor under the wooden board was different from the one beside it. The color of this floor was obviously darker, and it was a square shape.

It looked more like a stone board embedded in the floor.

Quinn’s heart began to beat a little faster. This matter seemed to have become even more abnormal.

Obmar walked to the wall again and fumbled around.

As if he had found the place, he lightly knocked twice. Then he knocked three times consecutively, and finally he knocked twice again.

Then, something that shocked Quinn happened.

The square, dark-colored stone slab on the floor slowly moved away, revealing a pitch-black hole.

“This…”

Quinn pointed at that place, his fingers trembling.

He was really a little scared! Why did it look like a hiding place for zombies?!

“I don’t have time to talk to you now. Follow me down first.”

When Obmar slowly descended, Quinn realized that there was actually a staircase.

It was very dark down there, without any light at all.

So, Quinn turned on the flashlight of his phone. He even turned on the recorder on his phone when Obmar was not paying attention.

Quinn followed Obmar down the stairs. The stairs were not long, about the height of a floor.

After stepping on the real ground, Quinn and Obmar groped for a short distance in the dark before they reached a small door.

Obmar opened the small door, and Quinn realized that there was another world down there.

The basement floor was about the same size as the parking lot on the first floor.

There were many small rooms here, and the doors of the rooms were all tightly shut. Quinn did not know what was inside, and there was no sound or smell.

This place was already lit up.

However, the lights here were a little strange. The color was red, making his eyes extremely uncomfortable.

He and Obmar walked through the corridors and passed by rooms one after another.

Obmar seemed to be looking for something. Using the dim light, he kept looking at the small sign hanging on the door.

The small sign was written in capital letters. Some were two letters, and some were three letters.

In Quinn’s eyes, these letters were all randomly put together. They did not have any patterns, and they were not English words. He did not know what they meant.

They passed through one corridor after another.