Wang Hao moved inch by inch, slowly shifting through the narrow crack of daylight.
He tuned the radio to channel 3.
A cranky voice was cursing online, "I'm really fucked, what a goddamn place, this shitty organization, not installing a few lights, nor using a robot for delivery, insisting on relying on manpower to move things around here. (Rustling sounds.)"
Hearing the voice of a human, Wang Hao let out a sigh of relief.
"It's you again, seems like you're pretty scared, kid. You might be struggling in that narrow area, huh?"
"That place is indeed very strange. You can't just wander into any path, you've made the right choice."
"(*Static*)... Oh, did you hear laughter? Then you might..." the cranky voice paused, "the channel has been hijacked, huh? There are only a few channels available in this area, and the competition for them is fierce. What other explanation could there be?"
"Overthinking scares yourself with your own intelligence."