Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 689

Sherilyn was sprawled on the floor, barely hanging on to consciousness.

Mouth agape, she called for help out of sheer instinct.

"Help...somebody...please..."

Her voice was so faint, she raised her hand, clenched it into a fist, and pounded on the door with all her might.

Thump, thump, thump.

It was all she could manage, one knock after the other.

"Please, somebody...help me..."

Suddenly, Edgar halted in his tracks, his ears perking up...someone was there! He heard a voice!

But, it was faint, unclear if it was Sherilyn?

"Sherilyn, is that you?"

His Adam's apple bobbed nervously as he slowed down, afraid of drowning out that slender voice.

Holding his breath, he listened intently.

"Help...please help me..."

It was coming from this direction!

He must be close!

towards the sound, step by step, is

the

puzzled.

Crash!

something heavy fell, making the ground

the wall had collapsed, and a metal door was leaning awkwardly to one

Was it Sherilyn?

heart racing as he rushed to the door, stepping over the skewed

It was Sherilyn!

the sight of her lying there, Edgar

knee, carefully, and scooped her up

"Sherilyn!"

shut,

very

I'm getting you out

around Sherilyn, then, lifting her onto his back,

"Hang in there, Sherilyn!"

they got there, she would

over the unstable

a loud crash sounded from behind! The

back, the metal

where Sherilyn had been

allen to the delet

lying!

for air, breaking out

That was close!

found Sherilyn in

arrived a moment later, it wouldn't have made