Christian looked like a mess.
He had drunk his ass off but it felt like he was just getting started.
He was stressed and somehow the drinking helped him with forgetting everything that was going on.
He knew that he was going to be the next one to die.
He was just waiting for his turn.
He didn’t even know if Sophia was still alive, he was hoping she was but now that hope was slowly thinning away.
When she called him, for the first time in a long time he felt alive, he was glad, happy that she was alive.
Then she told him to go to the cops and ask for the cop’s help.
But before she could tell him the kind of help to ask from them, they got cut off.
He was worried whoever had her might have found her and she could be dead.
When he went to the cops he knew there was only one way the
