The Fourth Building

Xu Feng entered the building that housed the restaurants cautiously, his metal baseball bat gripped tightly in his hands. The air inside was stale, and the faint scent of decay lingered. The interior was dimly lit, with a few shattered windows and overturned furniture, evidence of the chaos that had erupted in this place.

As he moved further into the building, he couldn't help but replay the scene he had witnessed outside. The man abandoned by his companions had been a stranger, and his desperate pleas had filled the air with a haunting echo. But Xu Feng's mind was a whirlwind of possibilities. 

What if the group had been friends, driven to a gruesome decision by desperation? Or perhaps the man had antagonized the others in some way, leading to his cruel abandonment.