Living or Dying
The night fell, and Song Ren carried a tiny flashlight to guide her the way.
She almost ran into trees, tripping over piles of grass-wheat or cattle food. But she kept searching until she found an abandoned old house that looked like it was in near-ruin. She surrounded the house, looking for entrances when she found a pair of wooden double-doors that led to a cellar just right outside the home. It looked like a man-hole used to shelter people in case of emergencies.
Her heart lept. She was afraid, but she also felt her blood had gone cold as to how Qian Meigui was trapped beneath. Song Ren took deep breaths to calm her nerves. She had been dauntless all her life, and she wondered how she had grown to be so fearless. Was it because Song Rui raised her or was it because she met a broken girl who had seen too much but befriended her despite having a cold heart?
Song Ren approached the doors when she yelled. "My name is Song Ren; I'm here alone."