Chapter 120—Endgame

~MERRY POV~

I came to a stop, opened the door, and exited while closing it behind me.

I sighed as I scanned the tall building from top to bottom, thinking, "I came here without any safety."

Jesus, help me—while praying, I began running inside as quickly as I could.

As soon as I stepped inside, my eyes were drawn to the clock—11.02 p.m.

Oh my god, I was two minutes late. I walked in while looking for my grandfather inside the house.

I let out a sigh as soon as I saw him in the hallway.

There is a milk glass in his hand. The milk finished half of the glass.

"OH NO!" I ran to him while reaching close to him before throwing the glass from his hand.

"What the!" Mr. Aiden sounded while watching the glass break into pieces, spreading the milk on the floor.

"What are you doing here?" David screamed at the top of his lungs from behind, spreading his deep voice throughout the hallway.

"Did you drink half of the milk?" I inquired.

"You seriously came here to ask about milk?