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Without a moment"s hesitation, I step in front of Molly, shielding her from any potential threat. My heart pounds furiously in my chest, like a drummer rallying soldiers for battle.
I ready myself for attack, pure adrenaline guiding me.
A figure stumbles out of the shadows, gasping for breath as if he has just sprinted a great distance. I recognize him immediately. “Thomas?”
“Thank God,” he says. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”
His face is pale, his eyes wide with an unspoken terror that set my nerves on edge.
"Thomas?" Molly says, stepping out of the corner, her relief momentarily overpowering her worry. "What"s wrong? You look like you"ve seen a ghost."
"Something...something terrible has happened," Thomas stammers. “You’re never gonna believe it.”
“Try me,” Molly s
