Run.

This was the only thought left in Shen Xuejia's almost blank mind.

She might never be able to forget the scene she had just witnessed in her entire life. She was even surprised that she hadn't been scared to faint yet.

That blood-red twisted thing seemed to crawl out of hell, with a huge and horrifying blood-red body, like an undeveloped monster baby. Its huge head was mismatched with its body, crawling in the corridor, dragging long and sticky liquid.