Chapter 392

Carol hugged Quinn comfortingly. She said something softly, so I couldn't hear what she said. Suddenly, with the sound of a click, the lights of the entire floor were turned off. In an instant, everyone became quiet. Everyone held their breaths and became vigilant. They wanted to see what the lunatic wanted to do. The area was silent. There was only the sound of people breathing and water droplets. There were no other sounds. "Is there poison gas? There's no ventilation on this floor." Someone spoke up with a shaky voice. They sounded afraid. "Will we die here?" The area became noisy. "What should we do?" In the dark, a pair of arms grabbed my wrist. He seemed to be comforting me and telling me there was no need to be terrified. My breath tightened. I sensed that it was Michael's aura. He stood before me and protected me. Then, he stepped back, making me lean against the wall in the corner. In the dark where one couldn't see anything, the evilness of human nature would be ma