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..."

my voice was lost amidst

a firm hand

heavily, I managed to

my hand tightened, his anger palpable. "Are

low growl, pulling me

stiffened; it was

"De..."

speak

behind, Dexter whispered, "Quiet...listen, there's something off about Melody, and Caleb too. Everyone

me to understand that everyone was putting

was the only one who was

He wouldn't harm me.

him, and he finally released

back at him,

where we were, but the

wanted to find Colin.

to inch closer, all I could think about was

taken aback by my

I've checked; this floor has no windows, only these vents for air circulation. This

"5, 4, 3..."

its end, the corridor filled with the sounds of stumbling, crying,