Chloe’s p.o.v.
I didn’t think twice or look back as I jumped out of the bed and ran, the moment my feet hit the floor, I bolted out of the room, my breath ragged, my heartbeat hammering so loudly in my ears that I could barely hear my own panting. The corridors were suffocatingly dark, but that didn’t make me stop or slow me down.
Something was in that room with me. I felt it. And I wasn’t going to wait for it to catch up.
On the other hand, the castle was eerily silent, save for the sound of my footsteps slamming against the floor. I didn’t know where I was going—my legs moved on pure instinct, carrying me further away from my room and out of the castle, yet that didn’t make me stop.
Perhaps my footsteps were a discomfort to the people as the windows cracked open, curtains shifted, f
