I was dumbfounded: "Thank you, do you know what it means to be afraid?"
She turned and looked behind me: "If we step back, can we get out?"
I thought about it carefully: "Forget it, let's go up."
"Then, are you afraid?"
I wasn't angry even if she didn't ask, but when she asked, I just wanted to scold her.
I've never seen anything like this before! Can you not be afraid?
Speaking of which, are you afraid of having a hammer?
She chose to commit suicide as the anchor, and I chose to accompany her to commit suicide. Now besides gritting my teeth and moving forward, what else can I do?
"I'm not afraid! Let's go!"
Our footsteps began to move little by little. Not only did this staircase swallow up the light, but the sound also disappeared here.
It stands to reason that such an open place, with a hint of Tokyo, might be able to produce an echo.
However, I stamped my feet until they were numb, and the sound I made was still minimal.
The stairs above my head seemed to be endless, and after an unknown amount of time, my legs became sore.
Xia Min's condition was even worse than mine. Every time she took a step, she had to take a few deep breaths.
I looked down at the time and rubbed my sore calves: "It's almost an hour."
"Take a break, I can't stand it anymore."
In the past few days, this was the first time Xia Min had surrendered.
Regardless of my reaction, I sat down on the steps and said nothing and never left.
The live broadcast room was still lively. Xia Minqiang cheered up and acted as a conscientious tour guide.
After resting for a while, I looked at the time: "Let's go on, we can't stay here forever, right?"
This walk lasted three hours.
The hour hand pointed to 5 o'clock. I did a rough calculation and found that we had walked for half the night!
But the steps in front of me are still one after another, endless.
Only then did I remember an even more desperate thing.
We are indoors, there is no light on both sides, and the sunlight from outside cannot come in.
This means that relying on sunlight to fade away the darkness should be impossible.
As the saying goes, the house leaked and it rained all night, and the boat was late and encountered a headwind.
The flashlight in my hand flickered on and off a few times, then went out completely.
Now our only light source is Xia Min’s palm-sized mobile phone screen.
Xia Min buried her head in her knees: "Hey."
I took off my backpack and said, "Let's eat first."
She slowly raised her head and rubbed her disheveled head with one hand: "Are you still in the mood to eat?"
"if not?"
I handed the compressed biscuit to her: "Both the body and the brain need nutrition, unless you want to be stuck here forever."
That's what I said, but I had no confidence in my heart.
While she was eating, I took out all the useful things in my backpack.
I have indeed prepared a lot of things, but judging from the current situation, there is really nothing useful.
At this time, I looked at the orange climbing rope.
The interior of the climbing rope is divided into two strands. If you open it from the back, you can see the emergency wire rope hidden in it.
I pulled it out along the tail end. The wire was at least dozens of meters larger.
I fixed the mobile phone on the wire and whispered to Xiao Min: "Give me a mobile phone."
After getting Xia Min's mobile phone, I turned on the video call between us so that I could see the situation below in real time.
The mobile phone is constantly lowered, and a flash of light gradually appears in front of the camera.
The light was very blurry, a bit like a magnified light bulb, and nothing could be seen except for the glare.
Xia Min's eyes also stayed on the screen: "Is the exit downstairs?"
Looking at her expression, she was obviously moved.
I rubbed my chin vigorously, the slight sting of my stubble keeping me awake.
"It's either a light place or a road. It could be a bigger trap."
Xia Min sighed: "What should we do now?"
I smacked Yahuazi and said, "Let's take stock of things."
Judging from the current situation, the food should be enough to last for two days. Xiao Min's three mobile phones all had red lights on.
The only good news is that I also have a solar panel on me.
I took my cell phone and called Ji Canghai.
Maybe Uncle Ya hates me now, but with his character, he will definitely not leave me alone.
After the call was connected, what came out was not a ringtone, but a moan.
The moans were getting louder and louder, like a terminally ill person, wailing in my ear.
Xia Min stared at the screen and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
"I read a book before, saying that there are screams like this in hell."
I looked at her speechlessly: "Do you think it's appropriate to say this at this juncture?"
