1 hour before the fire.Marissa’s P.O.V“Do you think the plan is going well” I said while picking apart figurines.“Not in the slightest” “Why?”“Because they underestimate the man called the director""Or " I said whilst taking a deep breath. "We have been with him for so long that we think he is invincible"Third person’s P.O.VIn a second all hell broke loose as the children engaged the director in combat, they had no shot in winning but their goal wasn’t to win but to get the key from the room he was currently blocking. They continued to attack him from all sides but the director barely broke a sweat as he responded to them in kind. They were outmatched and had no chance of winning but they continued to attack him because he stood between them and freedom, if they were to fail now they might not be able to escape the facility for a long time. That kept them going till they were finally able to land an attack on the director.The minute the knife scraped the knife scraped the dir

Present time.10 mins before the news of the children being poisoned.So Doyun’s P.O.VI am beginning to notice the amount of stares Hajun gets every time we go outside. Hajun says that these things happen that all we have to do was wait for the investigation to be over and everything will come back to normal but I can’t help but think that it's more than today. Today seems particularly hostile and I couldn’t shake the feeling off no matter how I tried. I kept my eyes open for any signs of danger as Hajun walked into a store to get something but relaxed a little because of his carefree attitude. It was nice to know that this was not affecting him like how I thought it would.The stares were more direct now instantly telling me something was wrong. I began to lead Hajun towards the door with haste and as I rounded a corner my eyes caught the screen of a television and right there in bold was a statement saying that the children of the orphanage has been poisoned. Panic set over me as I

Third person’s P.O.V.Rapid footsteps could be heard as a man tried so hard to outrun his pursuers. They were too many of them and they seemed to be increasing by the minute. Pumped up on adrenaline he didn’t notice that his leg was bleeding leading his pursuers straight to him.Hoping to lose them in an alleyway he turned a corner only to be met with eyes so empty that it looked like an abyss. The owner of those eyes wore a mask covering majority of their face except their mouth, they weren’t that tall and didn’t look all that strong but the eyes managed to keep the man on edge.“I would have love to chase you for a little while longer but time is so fleeting isn’t it?” the figure said while tilting their head.“It would have been so fun to see the despair on your face as you realized you could not escape but-" the figure stopped and looked at the sky in helplessness “priorities first I guess” the figure said blowing air out of its mouth.“Don’t worry you won’t feel a thing” the figu

Third person's P.O.V.It was late at night at the police station, work was slow and everyone was trying to finish the little bit if work they had do that they can finally be able to go home. It was going well until the power went out, causing the officers to let out collective groans.“Hey newbie” said the head of the violent crimes department.“Go turn it back on”“Yes sir” the young officer said rushing out of the building, not noticing that the door was slightly ajar.“What’s taking him so long? Doesn’t he know how to turn it on.”“That’s what you get for hiring a green one like him” another officer said causing the rest of the cops to burst into laughter.The lights finally came on and everyone went back to work not noticing the two new faces walking straight into the interrogation room.The door to the interrogation room opened slightly as the two men slipped in. With every they step they took, they began to notice how cold the room felt but before they could step back, the door

Third person’s POVThe full moon hung brightly outside a two story building. As usual its light slipped into the room and created shadows in the already dark room. Incessant beeping began to wake the lone occupant of the room who turned around as if to turn it off only to meet with a cool black surface. In shock the lone occupant opened their eyes to stare at the empty space that is supposed to hold an alarm clock. Noticing something was off, the lone occupant got up slowly, alert and processing what to do next. Following the beeping the lone occupant crept towards the rouge alarm clock which was situated in the middle of the room. On closer inspection drops of blood could be found on its surface but when the lone occupant looked around him there were no traces of blood whatsoever. Flabbergasted the lone occupant continued to stare at the alarm clock hoping trying to discern the angle of the blood stains only to notice movement at the corner of their eyes turning around to verify what