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𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙠𝙚'𝙨eyes scan over Thomas as he breathes heavily—trying to catch his breath.
"Hey...quick question—what the hell is going on?" Blake asked as she glanced at him, concern etched on her features.
"They're going to kill us—I saw bodies, okay? You were next! I don't have time to explain—" Thomas began as he couldn't hide the panic that flickered across his features. "We gotta go—𝙉𝙊𝙒!"
Blake's heart hammers against her chest—her blood runs cold at Thomas' revelation. She would have been dead if they hadn't found her.
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘮𝘦..
When Thomas almost yelled that she was next, her eyes had cast down to her feet—shifting her gaze from the panicked boy.
As she lets her body slowly detense, she picks her gaze up from her shoes to see him already staring at her. Blake felt her heart hammer in her chest for an entirely different reason as the pair locked eyes.
Feeling the way his eyes burned into hers, Blake quickly shifts her gaze back down to her feet.
𝘞𝘩𝘺𝘪𝘴𝘮𝘺𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵?
"𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙠𝙚! Let's go!" Minho's loud yell cuts Blake from the daze she didn't know she was in.
Her head lifts just in time as she feels a hand grab onto her arm—dragging her into the vent.
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