C861 Apocalypse 52
Yin Shuyi twitched his nose and slowly fell asleep. He did not know how much time passed, or whether it was hours, or perhaps not even an hour, but he heard some noise, and his claws suddenly came out, sharp, and pointed at the man who was opening his door.
"It's me."
Yin Shuyi didn't even need to turn on the lights
