Under fear, my senses became even more acute.

Without the ability to climb walls, I could only hold on to that life-saving rope, trying to secure my foothold on the small patch of cement outside the window.

The sound of chopping dumplings continued, and the voice of the little sister-in-law had long disappeared. The neighborhood was still engulfed in darkness, but my strength had already been depleted by more than half.

If I did nothing, I would simply be waiting for death. Even if I wasn't killed and chopped into minced meat by the villain, I would still fall from the thirteenth floor and shatter into pieces.

If I remember correctly, on the other side of the French window is the spot for the air conditioner.

I have no way back now, I can only pray that this piece of hemp rope will bring me a chance at life.

I just want to move to a slightly safer place before the other party notices.

In order to stabilize myself, I have to alternate between grabbing the hemp rope with both hands and using the other hand to move forward by pressing against the wall.

I can already see that I'm in the middle of the French window, and soon I'll be able to stand on solid ground. Suddenly, the curtain I had pulled for more than half of the way was forcefully pulled open.

A strong smell of blood hit me!

A face appeared behind the glass, a face that was indescribable.

Blood, his face was covered in blood, some of it already dried to a nearly black color, while some was still flowing down from his towering brow bone.

In the dim light, his unrecognizable features, stained with blood, looked particularly hideous!

Run, run... run!

In my dazed state, there was only one word in my mind, urging me to go faster.

There was only one window in the French window, but at this moment, the man had already leaned out, his big hand coming towards my back...