Chapter 18

Brielle was pinned to the spot, a nail hammered on the floor. There was only one door, one exit, and whoever said those words were blocking it. The stranger's shadow emerged from the doorway, casting a blackness on the whiteboard in front. The door fell close. A few seconds after, her arm was grabbed by someone, and she was spun, only to face another question. "Y-you?" Her father's former colleague sighed wearily. "I unlocked your room in order for you to stretch your legs, not so you can...