In the dark room.
All the windows were nailed shut with wooden boards, and even the spots that could let in light were filled with small pieces of wood, pierced by long, slender nails and tightly fixed to the wall.
The moment Zhang Di woke up, he opened his eyes and saw nothing, initially thinking he had gone blind.
He blinked hard, but still couldn't see anything, yet he was certain that it was because the space he was in was pitch black, and it had nothing to do with his eyes.
He reached out to feel around and discovered he was lying on the rough ground, with the floor somewhat uneven, and Zhang Di propped himself up slowly with his hands.
He shook his head gently, feeling dizzy and unable to recall when he had passed out or why he had woken up in this place.
"This place?"
Suddenly, Zhang Di realized something, remembering that not long ago (though the exact time was indeterminate), he and his partner Zhang Xiaomo had been together.
Where was Zhang Xiaomo now?