CHAPTER 25
Author: H.O
last update2025-09-23 00:15:07

“Yes, I hear you!”

“Yes, I really really can hear you, Mr Freeman!”

Victor Langston West shouted, his voice laced with a mixture of confusion and frustration as he watched Mr. Freeman as he walked toward the corridor where the strange and scary footsteps still echoed.

The safe house now felt like a labyrinth of deadly shadows, to Victor Langston West, it was as though each corner was hiding potential threats.

Victor Langston West's grip on the ornate key was immediately tightened, its warmth building into his palm as if it were alive or something rather more strange and very disturbing.

Mr. Freeman moved down the stairs he and Victor Langston West had run up some minutes ago, his German-made revolver was shining in the dim light coming from the full moon outside the West Safe House.

“Who’s there?” Mr Freeman called out again, his voice was laced with a little bit of fear and anxiety but was still sharp enough, cutting through the very creepy and disturbing silence.

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