Chapter 62: A Night Out In Hell Calls For Trouble 2

Rose followed the Salesperson into a narrow corridor that reeked of damp stone and something metallic—blood? Her steps faltered, and she glanced behind her. The room she was being led into was dimly lit, with only a flickering greenish lantern on the wall casting eerie shadows.

"Step inside," the Salesperson grunted, pushing the door open.

Once Rose stepped inside, the Salesperson closed the door behind her and left. Rose was now alone in the room with a totally different man. She guessed he was the owner.

The space she was in was cluttered, shelves lined with jars of strange, writhing things suspended in murky liquid. A single wooden counter sat at the center, scratched and stained. The door slammed shut behind them, making her flinch.