After taking a glance at the Spacetime Atlas and noticing an inexplicable depletion of 2,000 points of energy, Yan Junze shook his head with a wry smile and continued climbing the stairs.
Upon reaching the corner between the third and fourth floors, the familiar crouched silhouette of Jacob appeared before him.
He was still squatting motionlessly in the corner.
This time, Junze didn't plan on making contact with him, but instead kept an eye on the kid's silhouette as he quickened his pace, tiptoeing silently towards the fourth floor.
Junze soon arrived at the staircase landing on the fourth floor, grabbed the stairwell door handle and pulled, but it wouldn't budge, making a clicking noise in the process.
"Could the door be locked?"
Junze furrowed his brow, glanced back at Jacob squatting in the corner, and noticed the boy's head was slowly lifting, evidently disturbed by the sound.