Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford ) novel Chapter 387

"15..." The eerie voice continued its countdown, mechanical and unsettlingly eerie.

Suddenly, Carol went berserk, staring at the end of the hallway in terror. "Simmy..."

She broke free from Quinn's grip, running uncontrollably toward the end of the hallway.

Joel was stunned. Then, he chased after Carol without much thought.

"Steve…"

Everyone dashed down the hallway, desperate to survive, like there was a way out at the end.

Steven glanced back at me, reaching for my wrist. But, the crowd pushed between us and we got separated.

At that moment, the windowless hallway suddenly went dark, plunging into pitch-blackness.

Meanwhile, the mechanical countdown began its final numbers. "10, 9..."

I stood frozen in place.

"Steve…" I yelled Steven's name in a panic, but with all the frantic people running around, my voice just got drowned out.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed onto my wrist in the pitch-black darkness. Then, I was pulled into a quiet corner.

I leaned against the wall, scared, breathing heavily. "Steve?"

His grip on my fingers tightened slightly, and I could sense his anger.

"Are you dumb?" he spoke in a hushed tone, wrapping me in his arms.

My body stiffened instantly. It was Michael.

I was about to call out his name. But, he covered my mouth.

Michael wrapped his arms around me from behind, whispering, "Don't scream… Listen, Yasmin and Steven are sketchy. Everyone around you might be sketchy too... But I won't hurt you."