My eyes turned scarlet. That piece of scarlet seems to have been stuck to my retina since childhood, and it will not fade no matter how much time it is washed.
I rushed out. There was only dim light in the long and narrow corridor. I kept running forward, but never saw Heng appear in front of me. The lights began to sway and change into colorful colors; the corridor began to twist and spiral upward, leading to the scarlet end.
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