***WARNING: This chapter contains some violent stuff, including torture and pain. Reader's discretion is recommended.***
DEVON
Elena found the switchboard and turned on the lights. It looked like a bedroom with two doors and a large window. Everything in that room was left untouched, and the cobwebs had dominated the place, declaring it as their territory.
I felt Elena suddenly clutching my hand. I turned my head to see her staring at the floor with wide eyes. My back tensed instantly, looking at the white marking on the floor.
It looked like a shape of a person. It was the mark made by the police. It meant... someone had died here years ago?!
Elena jumped in fright as we heard someone's muffled cries coming from the large closet which was to my right. Elena looked up at me with a panicked face, but we had to find out who was in there.
What if it was Joanna?
