Inside the abandoned steel mill, the rusted half-open door hung crookedly on warped hinges, groaning with every breath of wind.
Stepping inside, a pungent smell of rust and damp mildew rushed at them, almost enough to turn the stomach. The ground was uneven, littered with discarded parts, broken bricks, and puddles of murky dirty water that gleamed eerily in the dim light.
After the business vehicle came to a halt, one of the men looked at the surroundings and couldn't help complaining, "Fuck! What kind of shithole did you find? An unfinished building would've been better than this!"
Chapter 447