Whose crawfish can swim like that? They were just polluted, still a bit away from real mutation, and there's not even a big river nearby.
In a nutshell, this hotel today, everywhere reeked of eeriness.
[No need for reminders, you had noticed, your situation was dire.]
[You cautiously entered the hotel's lobby on the first floor, intent on finding someone to lend you fire to burn the bodies.]
[There were more than a dozen people gathered in the lobby, dining in, eating breakfast.]
[Upon your arrival, everyone looked at you and smiled, their lips still smeared with white residue, quietly staring at you.]
[Quietly, watching.]
[At the hotel front desk was a woman with her head lowered, not Sister Qin, perhaps someone else, you could ask her for fire, and make clear your intentions, you decided:]
