In the distance, a dilapidated factory stood alone, its silhouette looming against the darkness. It stood silently as if a giant devil crouching in wait for its prey to arrive.,This place made him feel very uncomfortable, but he had to come.,The process is clichéd, just like a low-quality horror novel, and the talk is full of unfounded urban legends—usually made up by marketing accounts for traffic, with extremely low credibility.。