Capítulo 78: Chapter 78: Omen

VOLUME THREE: STUCK

It was coming for her. She could feel it. Some dark instinct shivered up her spine, and she picked up the pace, the gentle clacking of her boots echoing down the barren corridor with each hurried step.

Bright overhead lights bathed the long, straight, antiseptic hall with the uniformity of artificial daylight, but it might as well have been the blackest midnight for all the comfort it brought. A creeping sense of isolation and dread tightened in her chest, and she stole a quick glance over her shoulder to ensure she was still alone.

The corridor seemed to stretch out to infinity in both directions, and on either side of her, silent, sealed doors blinked their mocking red lights. Locked. They were all locked.

With no escape in sight, she had no choice but to keep moving, her ears straining back for any sign of pursuit.