The dense mist on the negative seventh floor is thick and sticky; to be precise, it shouldn't be considered mist but rather a black mass of mutated bacteria, floating and condensing mid-air.
The mucus under everyone's feet was also very thick. On the negative fourth to negative sixth floors, the bacterial mucus deposited and proliferated on the floor was just a thin layer, very slippery.
Now stepping into the negative seventh floor, the accumulation under the soles was about to submerge the insteps.
These alone weren't enough to make everyone tremble in fear, but on both sides of the path and near their feet, piles of empty shells and corpses were stacked, with only hollow hulls remaining.
It looked extremely unsettling.
Everyone present had seen blood, and some had lives in their hands, not in the hundreds or thousands but dozens, having long been accustomed to scenes of blood and flesh churning.
