Chapter 392



Jaxon lunged at Zoe, looking to land a punch, but Bran sent him flying with a swift kick. "Come on, man, hitting a woman? Show some class." Jaxon hit the ground hard, groaning as he struggled to get up.

Cursing under his breath, he pointed a threatening finger at Annora. "Fine, you've got your knight in shining armor now, but just you wait. Once we're out of here, you're dead."

Annora was in tears, too scared to even look at Jaxon.

Zoe wrapped her arms around Annora, whispering words of comfort that I couldn't quite catch.

Then, all of a sudden, the lights went out.

Silence fell over us.

Everyone held their breath, waiting to see what madness would unfold next.

The only sounds were our collective breaths and the steady drip of a leaky faucet. No other hint of what was to come.

"Please don't tell me there's some sort of gas leak. This place isn't exactly well-ventilated," someone said, their voice shaking with fear. "Are we going to die here?"

Panic started to spread.

"What do we do? What do we do?"

the darkness, a hand found mine, squeezing it gently as

breath hitched. It was Dexter's presence

guided me back, shielding me as we moved to a corner of

darkness, it felt like the worst of

what felt like an eternity, a dim

lights flickered back

looked up in confusion. "What's going

that it? Just a

would do something as mundane as

a scream

of

a body hanging from the ceiling. His throat had been slit, preventing any cries

threatened Annora, was

gaze shifted to

had been before the lights went out. She didn't looke capable of committing such a

A

Who killed Jaxon?

killer had to

urging Zoe and Annora to move. "We need to get

something under his breath,

chill run down my

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