The overhead light didn't last long. As Gu Mian had surmised, it dimmed once more.
The corridor fell instantly silent.
Perhaps because he was in the midst of it, Gu Mian felt that the darkness lasted a bit long this time.
He even tried taking a step forward.
As soon as his foot landed, the electric lights came back on, and the previously pitch-dark corridor became Mingliang.
In the regained light, he saw the human-shaped figure he had expected to be at the other end of the hallway—stiff and motionless.
It stood like a human mannequin in the dark right after a supermarket's lights went out.
And it was closer now!
Almost to the midpoint of this corridor!
If this kept up, he suspected that it would only take three or four more cycles of the lights fading and brightening before it reached him.
Each time the lights dimmed, it would advance a considerable distance, filled with malice.
When the lights came on again, one would see that the thing was much closer.
