319. Trapped

Though it was subtle at first, as time passed, Hong Ming realized the nature of the passage to which he walked upon. In front of him was the never ending horizon. Although he had spent an hour walking in this passage, he couldn't see the goal of it. Not to mention, the long exposure of the bright illumination gave out a sense of bewilderment as one would think they would be trapped in this place forever. 

The ceilings above him were no different than the white floors below his feet. Even though on his right side, there were endless windows that brightened the passage and the source of light, one touch on it and Hong Ming knew they weren't made of ordinary glasses. No matter how much strength Hong Ming put on his hand, he saw no signs of the glass breaking or such. 

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