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 reading the

axe spoke up

me, are you sure you don’t

started edging towards the stairwell

you,” he said in the gloom,

sight of the axe, Hannah felt a surge of confidence with Bryson by her side, certain they

no intention of

advancing figure, ready to engage

the corridor, the man abruptly

remained shrouded in darkness, eerily silent, as if he grew

and retraced his

halted in front

instincts had been correct; the man had

to

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