Chapter One Hundred Eight - Escaped

Valkyrie Behati

The air in the room seemed to thicken with tension, and a knot twisted in my stomach as I felt the weight of something terrible coming.

My nerves were on edge, every breath feeling heavier as the storm outside rumbled on, matching the chaos brewing inside me. I couldn't help but think that whatever news was about to come would haunt us for the rest of this stormy, endless day.

James stood across the room, shaking his head slowly, his lips pressed into a thin line like he was trying to hold back the full weight of what he knew.

“We don’t know when and how,” he finally said, his voice low and grim. “We found them like that when we arrived—every single one of them.”

His words hung in the air, heavy and suffocating, and my mind struggled to process what he had just revealed.

Before I could fully grasp the horror, Arnold’s voice cut through the silence. His tone was barely above a whisper, yet it carried enough weight to send a shiver down my spine, like a cold breeze cr