Time ticked by, seconds turned into minutes, and although Luo Xiyun's eyes had adapted to the darkness, the elevator was pitch-black, devoid of any light source. She stared hard into the darkness, but all she saw was inky blackness.
Chen Xu, standing beside her, remained silent; she could not even feel his breathing. In such a void of silence, a wave of oppression washed over her heart. She subconsciously pressed the power button on her phone, but the screen did not light up.
Chen Xu's phone had run out of battery; the last time it had lit up was at 10:33. It had been over an hour since they had been trapped in the elevator.
By now, the power had not been restored, and no one had come to check. She knew that her fears might become reality—they could be trapped here until the next morning.
