Chelsea's mouth was half opened. She felt lifeless. She couldn't move or speak. A cold sensation travelled all across her body, leaving her shaken. She literally felt her life getting sucked out of her, at that very moment.
Andrew waved his hand in front of her horror filled eyes, but she didn't even blink once. Suddenly, she crashed onto the floor.
'Chelsea!' Andrew sat on his knees. 'Are you okay? Please, you need to be strong for me. Are you listening to me? '
'How can he be dead?', her voice came out at last, 'Was it Margaret's plan all along?', saying all this, she buried her head in her hands and started crying.
'I wish I knew,' Andrew took a deep breath and caressed Chelsea's hair to comfort her. 'We can't give up like this, Chelsea. We need to get out of here and we need to do
