I was barely conscious, and my limbs were weak. However, I clenched my teeth and continued moving forward. The life-and-death experiences in the Grim Reaper game taught me that giving up invariably led to death. The only way to survive was to persevere!
After squirming forward for another two minutes, and just as I was about to faint from suffocation, I was suddenly greeted by a refreshing breeze.
The fresh air lifted my spirits like a shot of steroids. I gasped for air like a drowning man.
If there's fresh air, that means there's an exit up ahead! My mind became clearer, and the joy of surviving a desperate situation made me speed up.
After moving forward for a distance, I vaguely saw something a little unusual about the path ahead. I could not help but stop and shine my flashlight fo
