Atlas immediately hugged me from behind. "Let's go back!"
"No, I just want to take a look at him and make sure he's safe!" Despite my agony, I persisted in my stubbornness.
The night shift nurses were shivering as they cautiously peered outside in the brightly lit corridor.
Atlas's men were putting a body into a body bag and carrying it away. The room they brought out was my father's ward. I suddenly felt uneasy.
When others had already entered my father's room, he continued to assure me everything was fine. I was dying to find out exactly what he meant when he said it was "fine."
I shook off Atlas's hand and rushed in. I saw another injured person kneeling on the ground, with a large puddle of blood on the floor, which looked horrifying.
However, the hospital bed was empty and unoccupied.
I looked at Atlas with a questioning gaze and asked, "Where's Dad?"
Atlas smirked sinisterly. "Don't worry!"
He then led me inside after that. Then, in front of that injured member of the or
