Chapter 10
In the blink of an eye, I had reached the ninth floor.
The footsteps behind me were just one flight away.
What was it again? What was the number?
Suddenly, a flash of insight struck me.
I remembered–913!
Lloyd had mentioned the room number earlier, saying ours was similar, how coincidental.
I turned, hurried down the hallway, and knocked on the door of 913.
“Lloyd, open the door! It’s Valerie! Please, open up! Help me!”
My voice trembled, losing strength until it was nothing but a whisper.
But then I heard it–footsteps coming closer behind me, echoing from the stairs.
The door still didn’t open.
He couldn’t have gone out, could he?
What do I do? What do I do now?
The footsteps were closer–only a few meters behind!
I couldn’t stop now. I had to keep running.
Just as I was about to turn, the door suddenly creaked open.
“What’s wrong?”
He spoke just as the figures behind me were nearly on top of me–less than a meter away.
“Let me in, they’re going to kill me!”
The words barely left my lips before Lloyd’s eyes widened in shock.
The pursuers froze for a moment when they saw the door had opened.