The moment I stepped into the dim corridor, my instincts screamed danger. Every shadow felt alive, every creak under my feet a warning. Adrian was beside me, silent, calculated, his presence both shield and tension coil. My heart hammered against my ribs, but the fear was sharp, controlled; I couldn’t afford to panic. Not now. Not when the stakes had escalated beyond anything I’d imagined.
“I feel it,” Adrian muttered, his voice low, calm, but each word carried the weight of a predator poised to strike. His eyes scanned every corner, every shadow, every imperfection in the walls. Even the faint flicker of the overhead light seemed amplified, like a countdown ticking toward disaster.
My mind raced. Questions, suspicions, fear, they tangled together in a storm I couldn’t stop. Every scenar
