She reported her suspicion to the Force. The Force tightened surveillance on the underground group.
Late at night, she went back to the dorm as usual. A sound in the bushes caught her attention.
Serene had just stepped closer when a sudden sweet smell hit her. Her vision blurred instantly.
When she woke, she was locked inside an abandoned warehouse owned by the Force.
Serene twisted her body and pulled hard at the rope behind her, trying to break free.
She tried again and again, but it did not work. She forced herself to calm down and looked around.
It was an empty warehouse no one would come to. The air was thick with rust and mold.
Her brows tightened. She already had a guess who did this.
A side door opened.
Wendy stood there with a twisted and crazed look on her face.
Serene
