(Aaron)
I didn’t look back. I couldn't.
"What in the hell is this, Aaron?" Zed seethed from inside me. "Sam was a bit.ch, but death... was too much."
"I know."
"And this person is not playing."
Danielle was still standing in the dorm room, barefoot in her pajamas, worry clinging to her like a second skin. And it was killing me to walk away from her.
Damien had stayed behind. She wasn’t alone. At least not entirely.
The hallway stretched ahead of me like some kind of gauntlet. Cold, quiet. My thoughts were louder than my footsteps, and it took me everything to not turn back and run to Danielle.
This was worse than I had thought.
This wasn't just someone threatening Danielle. This person had killed now.
Samantha’s dead.
The words kept circling like vultures. Dead. As in gone. As
