Closing the toilet tank, I dashed out of the room but only to be stopped by Kevin who blocked my way while Mr. Wang’s roaring of Luther’s name continued on like some madman hunting his worst enemy.
“Don’t go down. Let me check it first,” he ordered in a low but unwavering voice. Then, he ushered me back to the wrecked room. “Lock it and don’t get out unless you’re certain it’s me calling you out, okay,” he added before closing the door.
However Luther ruined this room, still the lock was left intact and functioning. I stayed leaning on the door while pressing my ear on it with the hope that I could hear whatever was going on downstairs. Up until Mr. Wang’s screaming stopped, it became alarmingly quiet.
After five minutes or so had passed, I heard a gunshot fired below. Despite my mind
