The darkness inside the tunnel was like a bucket of spilled ink. Qiyue even wondered if a system bug had transported him into *Silent Hill*.
Su Muqing slammed on the brakes. The SUV’s tires let out a shrill screech against the damp ground, and the tail end of the car swung out in a slick drift that nearly pressed Qiyue’s face against the side window.
"Seatbelt!" the car’s electronic voice reminded him coldly. "Detecting imminent intimate contact between passenger face and glass. Purchasing accidental injury insurance is recommended."
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