Chapter 29

(Angel's POV)

My fingers trembled as I pressed them against the cold wooden door.

A locked door.

It was thick and old, one of those heavy ones that creaked with old secrets.

I felt the thrum of something behind it, a low hum like a steady heartbeat. It was a kind of sound that made my skin crawl.

This wasn't the first time I had stood there. The West Wing.

It was off-limits. Dangerous, they said.

But I couldn't help myself. There was something behind that door. Something they didn't want us to know.

And with all that has been going on - Hendrix telling me about what happened in the infirmary that unfateful day, Emily disappearing, Dr. Nixon and Dr. Joe's weird dynamics, the persistent noises I heard at night - I couldn't sit still.

I swallowed hard, my throat dry. Hendrix's voice still echoed in my head, telling me not to be stupid, telling me to stay safe. But staying safe in that place felt like waiting to die. And I wasn't going to wait.

The metal lock was old and rusted in parts, like it hadn't been opened in years. My hands were sweating as I ran my fingertips over the grooves, trying to figure out how to get past it. I didn't know why, but my heart raced faster and faster until it was the only sound I could hear.

Then creak.

The hairs on my neck stood up.

Footsteps. Heavy and slow, coming closer.

I jerked my hand back from the door, hiding behind one of the dark corners of the hallway. My heart pounded, thundering in my chest like a warning bell.

"Don't," I whispered to myself. "Don't get caught."

The steps grew louder. My breath quickened.

A shadow passed through the dim light of the hallway, long and stretched like a hunter chasing its prey.

My fingers curled into my palm and my nails dug into my skin. The shadow stopped. Right in front of the door.

I held my breath.

The figure moved, but not toward the door. It walked down the hall. The steps faded until there was nothing but silence again. A heavy silence.

I exhaled slowly, careful not to make a sound.

This place...it was choking me.

I slipped back toward the lounge, feeling like I had barely escaped with my life. Every part of me was shaking, the rush of energy fading fast. When I reached the door to the lounge, I pushed it open and slipped inside, letting the heavy door close behind me.

there, lying on a bean bag, staring up at the ceiling

noticed how

calmness. His way of just being in the middle of all this mess. Or maybe he was just

nosing around this late at night? Where were you?"

Why aren't you sleeping in your room?" I tried to turn

onto mine. It was like he could see right through

looking around again,

deny it, but what was the point?

arms over my chest. "So

It did something to me, something I wasn't ready to

I don't know that?" I snapped, and my voice rose. "You think I don't feel

and tired, but there was something else there, something deep that he hid behind that expression he's been

just don't want you to get hurt," he said, and his voice was quieter than I'd ever heard

me off guard. Hendrix,

was bitter and hollow. "Yeah, well, I don't exactly have a choice now,

close. I felt the heat of his

barely above a whisper.

else, something dangerous. His hand brushed mine for just

and stepped away, my breath shallow.

and his jaw clenched tight. "You're going to get

sitting here and pretending everything's normal,

but not painful. It was just enough to make me

and intense. "You think I don't feel it too? Do you think I'm acting normal because

was like he had been carrying something too. Besides what he told me two days ago, was he hiding something else from me? Something

let go and

at his back,

all. Worst of all, I was mad he was pretending now

But I couldn't stop.

thinking about

was a knock at the

jumped and for a second, I saw the panic

glanced at me before he walked to the door and pulled it

eyes. Something wild. The right side of her face had healed a lot

glanced at Hendrix who was frowning but he didn't say anything as I

talk to me now? Why was she suddenly being

be right back," I told him and he just

eyes darted around like she

asked and

for the first time, I saw something other than coldness in her eyes. There was a

my heart beat faster.

her voice dropped even lower. "This place...it's not what it

arms and tried to keep my composure. "You're not making any sense. Why are

and for a moment, I thought she wouldn't answer. "I've seen things," she whispered. "Things that made me question everything about this

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