Page 206 of Shadowman
My eyes widen, forehead lined. “What?!”
He lunges forward, and I back up. “You want to, baby, I know you do… I deserve to bleed for hurting you, sweet fury…”
“What the fuck…” I breathe out, ducking and stumbling away from him.
This feels like the last time we fought, only way worse. Becausehe’smaking this happen, and I don’t fucking get it… Why he’d rather take a beating from me than just behonestwith me.
“Please, Byron…” He grabs my arm, eyes alight with anguish I just don’tunderstand. This teetering scale of misery and rage is too much for me.
“You’re unbelievable.” I scoff, spinning away from him.
Storming up the hall, I’m quaking, fists balled at my sides. Just praying that he lets me go…
“Byron, wait,” he grunts, coming after me.
So I take off running.
I’ve gotta get away from this…
“Oh, you’re running from me now??” he growls from behind me.
“Screw you,Leo!” I snap, sprinting up the hall and barreling through the door. “You don’t want me to see you??Fine. You’re invisible.”
The music of a vicious storm is audible through the cold concrete, winding me up even tighter. I’m riddled with heavy thoughts and bustling emotions, and it’s more than I’m equipped to handle. Running is easier.
Running,I’m used to.
I don’t know where I’m going, but I’m barely paying attention, and I don’t care. I just need to get away from Trevel fucking Fenwick. Away from the memories in this goddamn building, the feelings I’m too afraid to confront and all of this psycho shit—howunhingedhe makes me feel.
Fuck it all.
Racing the halls while the lights flicker, I’m heaving for breath. I grab the next handle and turn, slamming my weight against the door. It whips open… And my entire body goes still in shock.
It’s outside.
The door opened to…outside.
I’m gaping in disbelief. Staring at…out.
A gravel path leading out to a small road. Trees off in the distance. Wet dirt and leaves. Raindrops.
I cansmellit all, and it’s the most overwhelming sensation I’ve ever experienced. Smelling the ocean air and rain and wet earth for the first time inthree years.
“What the fuck…” I gasp, blinking over and over.
Am I hallucinating?? How is this happening right now??
“Well… bollocks,” Trevel mutters from behind me, pausing his pursuit to marvel at this crazy shit with me.
Slanting my face, I gape at him. His eyes are also round and mystified, though there’s a shade of nervousness to them.
“How is this possible?” I shiver from nerves and the cold air hitting my skin. “Why would they… let us open this door?”
“They wouldn’t,” Trevel rumbles suspiciously.
He glances up at the ceiling, and I follow his line of sight. The camera is slumped downward. No red light to indicate that it’son.
I squint at it. “Do you think… the storm knocked out the servers?”
