C457 Off-sign
He quickly made his way up to the third floor. Before him was a pitch-black corridor that led left and right.
There was a light here, but it seemed like it had been a long time since someone had looked after it.
Hsing Huo took out a flashlight from his pocket and lit it up.
Then he took a left turn into the darkness in front of him, and another right turn, followed by two more lights