Chapter 682

Marila’s heart lead into her throat, and her pabrush clattered to the floor with an ominous sound.

In the next second her eyes widened in horror as she witnessed a body streak past the window!

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Springing to her feet, Manila it as stiff as a marionette, her steps mechanical as she made her way to the window to peer down

She wished she hadn’t booked Below lay a girl, herbs contorted in death, the sight so gruesome that Marilla’s mind went bland she canoed a hand over both to stifle a scream, her knees buckling beneath her.

Panic reigned below as screams filed the air. Maria’s heart pounded like a drum in her chest. She didn’t bother to pack up her things she just grabbed the teddy bear on her desk and bolted out of the classroom.

Lik where are

Calling out for Li Manila ran through the deserted hallways, the image of the dead girl imprinted in her mind.

She didn’t know where she was going when suddenly, the chaos of footsteps and desperate cries reached her ears.

Someone’s killed, helf

in astonishment, her eyes looking on two blood–soaked boys sprinting in her direction. Chasing them was

a horror clutching the teddy bear, she froze in place.

kill

face twisted with hateful rage as he raised his bloodstained weapon to strike

of the boys grabbing her arm, using her as a human shield before pushing her toward the

crashed into the

them, was stopped by the wall of

help me!

the man’s burly arm viciously clamped around Marilla’s shoulder, positioning the machete at her

to live, come with

spread, students poured

pushing the crowd back behind the

their cameras, ready to pounce

situation

eyes icy cold, strode under the tape, his presence as unyielding as the glare of the

Ashboume! The attacker’s name is Don, a fifty–two–year–old assembly

didn’t make it to the hospital. Two other boys also got stabbed but managed to escape and are on their way to

the girl’s fall suicide

surveillance footage. She jumped,

“Did

were classmates, known for sticking together, often smoking, fooling around on the seventh floors rooftop

the incident took place there?”

“Yes”

Don wasn’t a random killer; this was a

Ashbourne! There’s

for air, “The suspect has taken a hostage to the rooftop! He’s threatening to jump with her if we don’t

handed Aaron a phone, which the latter took over; he watched worriedly as Don, clutching a girl, raved at

skipped a beat when he recognized the girl, pale and tearful, as Marilla. He was taken aback, his heart tightened, the blood

be her? His usually demeanor was calm; even when facing drug dealers with weapon, he was still able to maintain unperturbed. However, right

bear, ran towards him with red–rimmed eyes.

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