The Institute (46)

 A pale-faced one-armed man and an alert-faced, middle-aged chubby man with a few missing fingers, each clutching a white cloth bag that even in the darkness still glowed with an unnatural red light– appeared out of thin air at the entrance of the long and narrow corridor. The two of them were not startled by their sudden teleportation, they just glanced at each other hastily, and then they looked at the darkness around them like they were facing a great enemy.

 The two people, one fat and one thin, were like bowstrings drawn to the extreme at this time, their muscles and nerves were tense, and a slight crackle from underneath their feet instantly made them tremble, and the short fat man even jumped up, flashing a short metal knife frantically in the air!