Vesper's scream lodged in her throat.
The fill light cast a stark, pallid glow on the bear's paw, its black claws pressing against the doorframe like curved knives embedded in the wood.
The hinges groaned under the pressure, letting out an ear‑piercing screech, and the entire animal‑proof door buckled slightly.
Everyone in the corridor froze.
In my previous life, by the time I saw this bear, Maeve and Juno had already pushed me out the door.
After the lock clicked shut, I heard Vesper crying inside. Vesper sobbed, "Freya, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it!"
But after she finished crying, she still aimed the camera at the small window of the safe room. She said, "My best friend was dragged away by the bear to protect me."
At that time, I was lying on the cold ground, listening to he
