"Just a little more… just a little more and I'll reach the top."
Shaan paused for a moment and tried to steady his heavy breathing while climbing the rack. The rack didn't stand very tall, but it held so many items that he struggled to find a place for his feet. Even when he spotted an empty spot, the distance forced him to stretch and use extra strength to reach it.
"Hey, weakling, what are you doing down there?" Theo mocked from above. "Hurry up. We need to get out of here."
"I-I know." Shaan let out a long breath. "It's just—"
"Oh, damn." Theo's eyes widened. "Hey, weakling… you'd better start moving now."
"Huh? What do you—"
Shaan's face turned pale. His eyes froze when he saw the creatures charging toward him again. This time, they looked different from before. Their eyes glowed blood-red, and a strange black-purple liquid dripped from their mouths while their tongues hung out.
"Oh… d-damn. They all—"
