All Chapters of Escape From Antherion Tower : Chapter 21
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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: WHAT YOU ARE
For several seconds, Kelvin couldn't speak,the words seemed to hang in the corridor.His mother lied to him,”but why will my mother lie to me,does she feel insecure? Am I a curse?What am I?The principal probably is lying” he said to himself Kelvin looked at Raze but he wasn't looking at Kelvin anymore,his jaw was tight, his arms folded across his chest.Baron and Rylan had gone completely silent.Kelvin looked back at the Principal “What am I?”The Principal didn't answer.Kelvin stepped forward “I asked you a question.”“You're not ready.” The principal replied.Kelvin laughed once, “That's what everyone keeps telling me.”The Principal's expression remained calm “Because every answer you receive brings another question.”“Then let me ask them.” Kelvin said“Kelvin—” Raze shouted “ Do you even realize you're talking to the principal”“No.”His voice became louder.“My mother sent me here. She knew people were looking for me. She knew something was happening to me. She knew about this
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: LOCKDOWN
For a moment, nobody moved. Kelvin stared at the ceiling speaker,his pendant was burning against his chest. “What the hell does that mean?” Rylan asked. Kelvin didn't answer. The metal doors along the corridor continued sliding shut,One was already halfway closed. “Move!” Raze shouted. Kelvin, Rylan, and Raze rushed toward their rooms. Rylan reached the doorway first and grabbed the handle “It won't open!” Kelvin pushed beside him “Move.”He pulled hard but nothing happened. The door had locked automatically. Rylan looked around nervously “We're trapped.” Raze glanced toward the other end of the corridor “Not yet.” Kelvin looked at him “What do you mean?” Raze pointed toward the emergency exit “That door isn't closed.” Kelvin looked,He was right,a heavy metal door stood open at the far end “Then what are we waiting for?” Rylan asked. The three of them ran. Kelvin could hear doors locking behind them. Students shouted from inside their rooms. Someone began pounding a
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE: THE TRAINING HALL
The crash came again,This time, it was closer.Kelvin stood completely still.The security room was almost entirely dark. Only the emergency lights above the monitors flickered weakly.Rylan's hand was still gripping Kelvin's shoulder.“Don't move,” Rylan whispered.Kelvin swallowed. “I'm not moving.”Raze stepped forward “Everyone stay behind me.”The Principal immediately shook her head “No.”Raze looked at her “No?”“You don't know what's outside that door.”“I know enough.”The Principal walked toward the control panel “Security team, report.”Static answered.She tried again “Security team, respond.”Nothing responded Kelvin looked at the monitors,Every camera had gone black,Except one,Training Hall Seven.The image was still frozen on the words written across the wall FIND THE SOURCEKelvin stared at them,Something about those words bothered him.“Principal.” Kelvin calledShe looked at him“Why that training hall?” he asked“I don't know.” She replied.“You're lying.” He said
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR:THE HIDDEN LEVEL
The floor cracked open with a slow, grinding shudder.Kelvin took a single, cautious step back, his boots crunching against concrete dust. "What is that?"The Principal remained silent, her posture rigid, her eyes fixed entirely on the crack ground."You know," Raze said, facing her."I know enough to tell you that none of you should be standing this close," she replied smoothly, though the sudden tension in her jaw betrayed her calm tone.Rylan immediately scrambled backward. "Finally, someone making a sensible suggestion."The floor trembled again, a deeper vibration that rattled the overhead ironwork. Thin veins of blue light bled through the fissure, spider-webbing across the gray concrete. Kelvin stared down at them as a sudden, sharp heat flared against his chest; beneath his tunic, his pendant ignited with a matching, rhythmic glow."It's reacting to me," Kelvin muttered.The Principal snapped her head toward him. "Step away, Kelvin. Now.""I... I don't think I can." Kelvin bra
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE:THE MARK
Raze looked back down at the pendant. “I’ve seen that symbol before.” “Where?” “In my father’s study.” The tension in Kelvin’s chest shifted into a cold knot. “Your father had this symbol?” “Not this exact one.” Raze hovered a finger over the surface without touching it. “There was a metal box in his study. It had a mark on it—almost identical to this.” “What was inside it?” “I don’t know.” Kelvin frowned. “You don’t know?” “My father never let me anywhere near it.” Rylan looked between the two of them, his voice dropping an octave. “So both of your fathers knew something about this?” Raze’s eyes narrowed into dark slits. “Apparently.” A heavy weight pressed down on Kelvin’s lungs. “What happened to your father, Raze?” Raze’s posture immediately stiffened, his expression locking down. “Nothing.”Raze turned on his heel and began marching down the hall. “Come on.” Kelvin exchanged a glance with Rylan before falling into step behind him. Rylan leaned over, kee
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX:OUT OF CONTROL
The concrete platform split wide open beneath Kelvin’s boots. “Kelvin!” Raze’s voice cut through the rising roar. Kelvin dropped to one knee, gasping for air as another violent shockwave rolled out from his chest, tearing across the training hall. Students stumbled, flung backward by the pressure; several slammed hard against the reinforced walls. The instructor threw up both hands, shouting over the chaos. “Clear the room! Everyone, move to the exits now!” A stampede of feet surged toward the heavy doors. Kelvin forced his weight upward, but his legs shook violently, refusing to lock. “I... I can't control it!” he yelled, clutching at his chest. The instructor’s eyes locked onto him, sharp with tension. “Stop fighting the discharge! You're feeding it!” “What am I supposed to do?!” “Clear your mind! Focus on containment!” A bitter, breathy laugh tore from Kelvin’s throat. “How?!” Before the instructor could answer, a second, larger wave of energy detonated from the platform.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN:THE VOICE OUTSIDE
The door handle continued its slow, mechanical descent. Kelvin stared at the cold brass, his pulse hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird. “Don't open it,” the instructor repeated, his voice barely a breath. Kelvin took a cautious step backward, his boots sliding silently over the floorboards. “But that’s Raze’s voice.” “It isn't him,” the instructor insisted, his knuckles white as he gripped the edge of a wooden shelf. The handle reached its absolute bottom, held there for three agonizing seconds, and then slowly snapped back into place with a dry latch-click. Silence descended, heavy and suffocating. Kelvin glanced down at the open folder on the desk. His father’s face stared up at him from the black-and-white photograph, solemn and still. The gouged, scratched-out silhouette beside him looked distinctly deliberate now—not the result of accidental wear, but an intentional erasure. Three short, rhythmically spaced knocks sounded once more. “Kelvin?” The call carried
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT: RESTRICTED AREA
“We’re not supposed to be down here, Kelvin,” Rylan whispered, his voice hushed against the cold stone walls.Kelvin kept moving, his eyes fixed on the dim hallway ahead. “I know.”“Then why are we still going?”“ just keep following me.”Rylan let out a long, quiet sigh. “this is precisely the core of my life choices right now.”Raze walked a pace ahead of them, his posture tense, his gaze sweeping the passage. This restricted sector of Antherion Tower felt entirely detached from the grand arches of the upper levels. Here, the stone was ancient and unvarnished, the ambient light flickering weakly from recessed wall sconces. There were no directional signs, no notice boards, no windows—only a row of reinforced iron doors set deep into the granite.Kelvin glanced at one of the heavy latches as they passed. “What do you think is behind these?”Raze didn't turn around. “Things they didn't want on the campus tour.”“Incredibly specific. Thanks.”“I aim to inform.”Rylan suddenly stopped d
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE: MISSING MEMORY
Kelvin stared at the jagged slip of paper in his hand, the ink burning into his retinas.The words refused to fade.ASK YOUR MOTHER WHY SHE LET THEM TAKE YOUR MEMORIES.His knuckles turned white as he crushed the parchment in his fist. "She knew," he whispered, the air leaving his lungs in a cold rush.Rylan took a cautious step forward. "Kelvin...""She knew," Kelvin repeated, his voice dropping into a hollow, brittle register.Raze closed the distance between them, his posture rigid. "You don't know that for certain."Kelvin whipped his head around, his eyes blazing. "She lied to me, Raze! For my entire life!""You don't have the full context," Raze countered smoothly, though his jaw twitched."My whole childhood is a blank slate!" Kelvin's voice cracked, echoing sharply off the stone walls. "How am I supposed to trust a single word she ever said to me?"Neither of them offered a response. The silence hung heavy, making the cramped corridor feel suffocating. Kelvin turned back to th
CHAPTER THIRTY:HALLUCINATION
The corridor lights detonated in a shower of white-hot sparks, plunging the hallway into pitch blackness.Kelvin froze, his breath hitching in his chest. For several long seconds, the absolute dark pressed against them, heavy and suffocating."Rylan?" Kelvin whispered into the gloom."I'm here," Rylan’s voice answered nervously from a few feet back."Raze?""Right beside you." Kelvin felt a firm hand brace against his shoulder as Raze closed the distance between them. "Stay together. Don't separate."The darkness felt fundamentally different this time. It wasn't simply the absence of light; it was an unnatural, sensory-depriving void. The ambient hum of the Tower’s ventilation, the distant echoes of footsteps, the subtle vibration of the stone—all of it had been snuffed out.Kelvin reached beneath his tunic, his fingers brushing against his chest. The obsidian pendant was scorching hot against his skin, a steady, rhythmic pulse radiating through his ribs.A pale, azure glow bled throu