Samantha's heart tensed up. She pulled herself up from the ground with the help of the door handle and was about to open the door to escape.
She did not want to lose her life there.
However, she saw that Timothy had only taken two steps. His expression became more and more painful and blue veins appeared on his forehead one after another. Thin sweat was starting to ooze out of his forehead too.
Samantha's movements unconsciously slowed down when she said that.
She licked her lips slightly and ventured to ask, "Timothy, what... What's happening to you?"
Nothing about him seemed right!
Her words caught Timothy's attention again, and his black pupils—which seemed to be able to swallow everything in its way—glanced at her again. He opened his lips and said in an extremely cold voice, "Get out!"
