As I pushed the door open, it was as if something was holding it between the glass doors.
I reached my hand out between the cracks inof the glass doors. Unexpectedly, I grabbed a thick chain.
Yes, someone had locked the door with chains.
I don't understand. The usual printing room never locks doors, why is it suddenly locked today? [I am the only living person in this house. Can't you see me? Or it was even intentional …
When I could do nothing about it, I slammed the door and shouted out.
It was a pity that there was nothing there. It was so quiet that and I was panicked.
The front, the back, the right and the left as well as the surroundings were all dark.
The only thing I could see was a small skylight on the uppermost side of the room.A few scattered lights shone there, but it was useless.