- LUCIANO -
I didn't plan on going into Rory's room, obviously. But when I heard her screaming, I reacted on instinct. There was a brief hesitation in my mind when I reached for her door handle and recalled what Raya said, but my body didn't even bother pausing. It was the same scream I heard that day on the hill with Lawson before her voice cut off abruptly and I thought she was gone.
This time, her scream was a lifeline. Her scream meant she was still very much alive, and it hadn't stopped. If there was some chance a crazed lunatic actually got in her room, I wasn't too late yet.
But there was no one to shoot. No one to punish. Now I'm lying next to her in the dark, watching the curved silhouette of her body, praying that she can relax while I'm here and not stay tense and agitated.
