He looked around, his eyes searching for the door where the scream had come out. The door in front of him seemed like the best bet, but because he had been so focused on the others, he wasn’t sure now where that sound had come from.
A second later, he heard it again, but a whimper this time. Almost as if someone was in pain. The sound came directly in front of him, right at the door where that head dancer had disappeared to.
Nathan acted on impulse, throwing his weight against the door. It gave way under his strength, swinging inward with a crash. To his surprise, it broke open with little resistance. Nathan stumbled forward, pieces of splintered wood still clinging to the broken door.
“The door’s so flimsy,” he muttered under his breath, brushing off his hands.
When he finally looked
