Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 387



"15..."

That eerie voice kept counting down, mechanical yet inexplicably terrifying.

All of a sudden, Zoe lost it. Staring down the hallway, she called out in fear. "Carter..."

She broke free from Annora's grip, sprinting towards the end of the corridor as if possessed.

Bran paused, stunned, then, without a thought, chased after her.

"Colin..." Everyone seemed to have their survival instincts kick in, racing towards what they hoped was an exit at the end of the hallway.

Colin glanced back, trying to grab my wrist, but the crowd surged forward, tearing us apart.

In that moment of separation, the lights in the windowless corridor flickered out, plunging us into darkness.

At the same time, the mechanical countdown continued. "10, 9..."

I stood frozen, my feet glued to the floor. "Colin..."

but my voice was lost amidst the chaos of fleeing

the inky blackness, a firm hand clasped my

breathing heavily, I managed

grip on my hand tightened, his anger

growl,

body stiffened; it was

"De..."

barely started to speak when he

me from behind, Dexter whispered, "Quiet...listen, there's something off about Melody, and Caleb too. Everyone around you could be

to understand that everyone was putting on

only one who was

He wouldn't harm me.

released

back at him, voice filled with

where we were, but the countdown pressed

wanted to find

inch closer, all I could think

I was taken aback by

"We're in an air vent room. I've checked; this floor has

"5, 4, 3..."

the corridor filled with the sounds of