Skylar's POV
I kept on pounding on the door but to my absolute horror, nobody responded. All I could hear at that point was my own racing heartbeat.
I inhaled deeply and stopped the failing attempt to shout out for help. Stepping away from the door, I took out my phone from my back pocket, not failing to notice how much my hands were shaking at that moment. I knew I could simply call anyone and get out of here, but I was still scared and out of breath. I was basically panicking. And I didn't even think there were any windows in here for fresh air.
Scrolling through my contacts, I tried searching for Alex's name. But my hands were sweaty and trembling, and it wasn't a surprise when my phone slipped out of my grasp, falling down. I immediately fell down on my knees and picked it up.
I hated this. I hated this so much.