Krystal’s POV
There was palpable silence that followed the message. The screen continued to glow in the dark casting a sickly blue light on Colt’s tense face. My eyes remained fixed on the screen as I read it repeatedly.
The words were burned in my sight. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, not really out of any kind of fear but out of some kind of rage. Colt reached again for his phone, muttering to himself. "The light in the rest of the building is not cut off. It is only us."
"Somebody had cut it." I whispered. “They’re probably still watching.” He caught my hand. "Get your bags ready, We’re leaving. You are not safe any more.”
I didn't argue neither did I ask questions or hesitated, this time. I just followex after him. In ten minutes we were in Colt car, driving out of the
