Chapter 811:

How was this possible? The basement was fortified with high-tech security, requiring both a password and facial recognition to enter.

No one could breach it so easily.

He instinctively backed away, pressing himself against the cold, unyielding wall.

The chill seeped into his skin, mingling with the sweat trickling down his back.

“Who’s there?” Hector’s voice cracked with fear.

“Don’t come any closer! We can… we can talk this out!”

Hector stood frozen, barely breathing.

The air felt heavy, thick with an invisible presence, as if something was lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike.

and before he knew it, memories

that room—dark, suffocating—where cruelty

was only

take

couldn’t ride the roller coaster, but Hector

excitement—it was all

ride ended and he stepped off, his mother

park to the other, his heart pounding faster with

finally decided he wasn’t worth the effort anymore? Was taking him there her last act

stories of children

about

frantic search, he cried out, his voice breaking, “Mom, I’m sorry! I won’t ask to

Where are you?”

He never found her.

day was slipping away, and with it, Hector’s

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