Forty

OLIVIA'S POV

I bit my lip, trying to press myself against the wall. I was sure they hadn't noticed me yet. I peeped around the corner to see if they were in the hall, releasing a low breath when I found out they weren't.

Julian didn't know I was following him. I got closer to the door of his office and a sour tangy order drifted through the air. I heard screams not a second later and I ignored the voice in my head telling me to run and peeped through the door.

Julian was standing over a man, horror written across his face. The man was shaking, electricity licking his hands and spreading across his body. Holden was saying something, but I couldn't hear him because of the water in my ears.

I decided to leave there, but the image was burning itself into my memory. I could still smell his burnt flesh. I could still hear his screams. What on earth had happened? I shook my head, moving to my room.

I was stupid to try and follow Julian. I shouldn't have. I felt bile rise up in my throat and