CHAPTER 28

Emma's POV

I stepped into the dimly lit warehouse, my heart racing with every creak of the old wooden floorboards beneath my feet. Gabe's grip on my arm tightened, his eyes scanning the shadows as if he sensed the danger lurking within. I tried to shake off the feeling of unease, but it only seemed to intensify with each step.

"Where are they?" I whispered, my voice barely audible over the pounding in my chest.

Gabe's response was a gentle tug on my arm, leading me deeper into the warehouse. The air inside was thick with dust and the stench of decay. I could feel eyes upon us, boring into my skin like cold, calculating fingers.

Suddenly, Gabe stopped dead in his tracks, his head cocked to one side as if listening to a sound I couldn't hear. My mind began to spiral with worst-case scenarios. What if this was a trap? What if we were walking into a nightmare from which we'd never awaken?

"Gab—"

His warning glance silenced me. My heart skipped a beat as I strained to hear what had caught