Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

"Eight..."

Suddenly, a weird voice continued from behind Eason.

At that moment, everyone went silent and felt the chills down their spine.

There were eight people including Taylor, but he was unconscious and wouldn’t have been able to answer. Who was the eighth person?

Suddenly, Quinn screamed, and everyone ran in different directions.

Eason was petrified. In a panic, he ran and bumped into somebody, who he proceeded to hug.

"Help! There’s a ghost!"

But suddenly, that person started to laugh eerily.

Panicking, Eason screamed, "Help! There’s somebody here!"

Eason was running around, and nobody could hold him down.

Just before he fell down the stairs, Joel pulled him and pressed him down against the wall.

"Stop screaming!"

Eason was terrified. When he heard Joel’s voice, he began to bawl.

He was an adult, but he was bawling like a child.

"Stop crying..."

Joel felt like there was a ringing in his head and ears.

Eason clung onto Joel. He didn’t care about being mistaken as gay and simply bawled while hanging onto Joel.

"I bumped into a ghost just now!"

"It’s just somebody pretending to be a ghost," Joel said calmly.

He didn’t push Eason away but simply coldly gazed in the direction of a vague figure.

"Sophia..." Violette called out panickedly in the dark. "Sophia?"

"Violette?"

We were all separated, so we couldn’t touch each other.

"Violette..." Quin cried out.

Juliet didn’t know who to look for, so she just kept crying, "Help..."

I frowned and said, "Violette, wait right there and don’t move. I’ll look for you."

Violette stopped in her tracks and said, "Zion..."

"It’s okay," Zion coaxed her.

We were all walking toward Violette.

Suddenly, somebody made a soft grunt.

Zion and I both caught Violette at the same time. She collapsed onto the ground and began to breathe rapidly. "Sophia... Sophia..."

I became tense. In a panic, I touched her abdomen.

Somebody... had stabbed Violette in the dark.

"Zion..."

In the moment when she got stabbed, Violette felt no pain. B

"Sophia... Run, run..."

Trembling found her wound.

Choked up, I said, "It’s okay, I won’t letyou die"

"Violette..."

Zion panicked as well. He was shocked, afraid, and choked up.

"Violette..."

"Mmph.."

Suddenly, somebody collapsed.

"Juliet?" Eason shouted.

"Help..." Juliet said weakly.

She had been stabbed too.

Though the culprit may have stationed his men on this floor, I didn’t hear any other footsteps near Violette.

Somebody among us was going on a killing spree in the dark.

Suddenly, Quinn screamed too. She leaned against the wall, crying.

"Help... Save me... I... Somebody’s here. Somebody’s here!"

Quinn’s voice began to weaken.

We were all tensed up.

Soon, both Quinn and Juliet became silent.

Suddenly, I could sense that somebody was approaching me from behind.

I turned around to grab the knife,

which cut my hands. When the

person retracted the knife, I subconsciously tried to grab the knife and scratched that person’s hand.

If there was light, I would know who had been trying to kill us.

Just then, the tapping sound of an iron bar came from a distance.

That was Dexter. He had found the way out!

"Don’t be scared. We’ll get out of here together," I softly coaxed Violette.

"Let’s go." Zion carried Violette and stumbled forward.

"Follow me..."

I took the lead and slowly inched my way forward. I told Zion to stay close.

"Quinn? Are you okay..." Joel said as he checked on Quinn.

"She’s hurt!" Eason said, panicking. "She got stabbed in her abdomen."

After briefly checking on Quinn in the dark, Eason got Joel to piggyback Quinn, who was on the verge of dying.

"Taylor, there’s also Taylor."

Taylor was still at the same place.

They found their way to Taylor, picked up the stretcher, and slowly made their way ahead.

"Save me..."

Suddenly, a soft voice spoke, and a hand grabbed my ankles.

It was Juliet.

I paused, then said grimly, "Without Damien around... Do you think any of us would still save you unconditionally? All these years, you’ve been exhausting our saving grace. It’s about time for it to end." Juliet’s fingers were trembling, but her will to live allowed her to keep a firm grip on me.

"Did you think... that he sacrificed his life to push me out of the elevator for my sake? You’re too naive, Sofia... He did it for Sophia Milford! How can a living person win over a dead person? That’s the scariest part about Sophia Milford!

Enduring her pain, Juliet continued to shout, "I still have worth. I know Peter’s secrets. Damien was worried that you wouldn’t be able to uncover the truth, so he sacrificed himself so that I’d live—because I’m the only person who knows the secrets!"

I frowned and kicked Juliet’s hand away.

"I’m not obliged to save you. If you want to live, get up on your own."

Juliet cried out in despair, but her will to live enabled her to pick herself up. She pressed on her wound and clutched onto Violette’s shirt so that Zion would bring her along.

"Dexter..."

We walked toward the knocking sound.

Suddenly, the sound stopped, and we started to hear the sounds of somebody fighting.

I knew somebody else was with us, and they were headed for Dexter.

"Dexter!" I shouted out in a panic and continued walking toward the sound.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang! Something fell from a high place.

"Dexter!"

My breath quickened, and I continued to call out to Dexter. I tried to find my way ahead.

Dexter wasn’t answering, and my heart dropped.

That was how it felt to be worried and afraid. My heart raced...

"I’m here."

Just as I began to feel helpless and afraid, a hand pulled me over and hugged me.

My breath began to stabilize, and I hugged Dexter hard.

"I can’t... lose you."

That was exactly what I felt at that moment.

I could not bear to lose Dexter.

"I’ll always be with you. Always..."

I patted him up and down, sighing in relief when I realized he had no major external wounds.

"Everyone, come over. Let’s hold hands."

Dexter knew we could not stay here any longer, so he told everyone to hold hands.

"Stay close to the wall, and go downstairs slowly."

Crackling sounds were heard from under the emergency exit. Then, glimpses of fire could be seen.

"Hello? Can you hear me?"

A voice resounded in the vacant building. It was Damien.

"Are you all okay?" Damien asked again.