The moment the cold water filled with fishy smell poured into his nose, Lin Mo twitched suddenly.
It wasn't the warm water from the bathroom nozzle, but the turbid water smelling of rust and decay, like countless cold snakes, burrowing down his mouth and nose and into his lungs. He struggled desperately, but found that his limbs were bound by invisible forces. He could only watch the turbid water rising, swallowing up the last bit of light in his sight.
"Help!"
