For a long time, there was no response.

She tried giving Trevor a call but no one answered.

Perhaps he’d indulged a bit too much last night and was still sleeping.

Sabrina headed straight to Trevor’s room and knocked on his door, but met with silence.

Knocking again, she called out, “Trevor? You in there, Trevor?”

There was still no response inside.

called Trevor. Just as she considered hanging up, the call

and rasp, as if he’d

when an unexpected female shriek echoed through

chaos coming from the other end of the

a woman’s voice. “Trevor,

loud clatter, as if the phone had dropped, muffling the

worried crease formed on Sabrina’s forehead as she queried, “Trevor, where are

there was

“Trevor? Talk to me.”

almost like he was on the edge of

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