Sierra recoiled in astonishment, instinctively clutching her chest and retreating a couple of steps.

Cautiously, she ventured closer, peering around the stairwell’s corner to discern a figure.

With an emphatic stomp, the light was illuminated.

Before Sierra stood a young woman, her countenance pallid, her eyes tinged with red, a manifestation of the gloom veiling her disposition.

“You gave me quite a start,” Sierra exhaled with relief.

The woman retorted, “I believe you were peering in my direction.”

Long have you been

an hour,”

happen to witness

tall and

her head, her expression

over 3@ floors on

“Are you absolutely certain?”

“Without a doubt.”

Tyrone hadn’t descended via the stairs,

and systematically inspected each

be clandestinely

the closets yielded no trace of

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