It might not have been just his imagination; the corner lacked windows and was swathed in shadows, making it impossible to visually confirm anyone’s presence.

Suddenly, he called out, “Excuse me, it’s very late.

Why not go back to sleep? What seems to be the problem?”

His voice, calm yet eerie, cut through the darkness.

Did they get caught?

Hannah felt a surge of shock, yet something didn’t sit right.

Hidden in darkness, they weren’t supposed to be found.

Had he truly seen them, surely he would have acted rather than stood there, baiting them.

Hannah gripped Bryson’s arm and carefully etched two words into his palm.

“Don’t move.

froze upon

the man wielding an axe spoke up again, his voice carrying a

you sure you

edging towards the stairwell

the gloom, advancing toward them step

felt a surge of

no intention of

her gaze on the advancing figure, ready to engage

man

shrouded in darkness, eerily silent, as

and

halted in front of a

correct; the man had indeed chosen

his axe to strike the door, Hannah readied herself

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