Chapter 18

Sierra pov.

The room was incredibly small, and the only source of light was the faint illumination from the window. I surveyed the space, taking in the sights, smells, sounds, and textures around me.

The air was musty, and the room reeked of dampness and mold. I could feel the roughness of the walls against my fingertips, and the floorboards creaked with every step I took. The room was so small that I could hear every breath my companions took, and the tension in the air was palpable.

Alex and Nora's faces were etched with fear, and they drew closer to me, seeking comfort and protection. Nora spoke with a tremble in her voice, her fear palpable. "Do you think this is a great idea? We still have a chance to get away from here, guys."

I turned to Nora, whose face revealed that she was on the verge of a panic attack. I pulled her close to me, trying to calm her down. Meanwhile, my eyes scanned the room, taking in the clutter of items and furniture. I felt a sense of confusion as I wonder