He dove into the crack, finally making it to the other side.
Cheng Xin kept shivering where he stood; he could still hear the shrieking of the rats ringing in his ears. It took a massive effort for him to scramble to his feet, his legs still soft with terror. He scanned his surroundings by the faint light. There was nothing left but this one, incredibly narrow passage. The walls felt icy to the touch, and the air held a musty odor that made him want to retch.
"Run," he whispered.
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