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[Continuation--]
All alone in the hallway, Yohan looked behind, to see where the voice and the roar came from. But he couldn't find anything but a poorly flickering tube light, shaping the room with its light like a horror house.
"Anyone there?" Yohan asked nonchalantly, clenching his fist; a move he had no idea why he did. From that moment the roar stopped and the smell of blood vanished. Yohan frowned and kept moving forward to his room, but an irresistible thought kept pestering him.
"The Hyenas have surrounded me, I guess..." Yohan said to himself, with a deep sigh, as he clenched and unclenched his hands, waiting for the hiding assassins to step out.
*CREAK* A door of a room opened and a lady who appeared to be in her early twenties, draped in a simple white gown, but drenched with blood from top to bottom, stepped out of the room; carrying a machete in her dominant hand. A wicked smile was plastered on her face while her eyes carried ecstasy.
