Yan Junze pressed down the lighter, using its faint glow to quickly walk towards the end of the corridor.
This wasn't a windproof lighter, and soon the flame, exposed to the air, began to burn his hand. He had to briefly shut it off.
He moved forward, relying on the rough layout he had seen before the light went out.
After about ten seconds, Yan Junze felt he had reached the end, but there were no rooms; instead, there seemed to be a large wardrobe standing at the end of the hallway.
Yan Junze waited for a moment without moving, until the lighter in his hand cooled down a bit. Then, he pressed it again to light up his surroundings.
He took a few steps forward and took a closer look, which immediately gave him a hair-raising feeling.
Indeed, there was something towering at the end—it wasn't a wardrobe but a coffin.