The Enigma Of Room 622 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Brat, tainting such perfect skin.” I held my head up in defiance, not willing to explain anything to her. She could think I was a vagabond for all I care. When we got to the second floor Lois dragged me to the last room. Above it, room 60 was written in bold red paint. She opened the padlock and then the door, punching me into the small cramped room.

At this time, the club downstairs was already packed with people because a child was floating in the air on the 12th floor. “Where is room 1202, sir? Why is there no one in this row?" Nina grabbed the guard's arm and cried in fear. "Our shop is designed in a circle. If you want to go to room 1202, you have to go to the opposite staircase." The guard's words seemed to push Nina into hell. Looking back at her mobile phone, she timed the message arrived, two minutes had passed; in other words, she only had three minutes left. "Lucas, Lucas." Tears poured out like a broken dam, almost blurring her eyes.

I said, “and tried to remember which room number was in the text message. I remembered it was 302… or maybe 320. I wasn’t sure. So, I decided to check both.” Leonard handed the judge another file. “Footage from that day,” he said. It played on the screen, showing a man entering Room 302. He looked dangerous, his face hard, his movements tense. The date and time matched the previous footage. “I saw that man going into Room 302,” I said, my voice quieter now. “And I was scared. So I thought it must have been Room 320.”

Fuck Alpha Vladimir for making me feel this way! I stopped my track when I reached the last room in the hall. Room 616, it said. Although my muscles were a bit stiff, I gathered all my courage to carry myself into making knocks on the door. I turned the knob and noticed that it was unlocked. And so, I strode inside.

I didn’t want to draw attention. “Hey!” Rapheal’s voice echoed behind me as I hurried down the hall, keys jingling in my trembling hands. I scanned the corridor, searching for Room 202. My heart pounded harder with every step. I threw quick glances behind me to see if he was near. Finally, I gasped when I saw Room 202 engraved on the door to my left. I slipped inside, clutching my heaving chest. “At last,” I muttered under my breath, scanning the room.

kind of shape. “The middle part is detached from the frame of the U, that’s the wing your mother is in. If you take a left turn, you’ll see room 021, it’s the second room from that end. Siena’s in there.” God, she was confusing. This was such a bad idea. The hallway was mostly quiet, and there was no staff in sight. They were all at their stations. I made my way to the corner leading to entrance of her room. I suddenly developed cold feet, but I wasn’t about to announce it over the phone.

"Observing what? We're a mile underground." "I don't know," Eliana said. "But Professor Manji never mentioned a facility here. The official records state that 'Six' was founded in 2017, a year after the Starfall, to study the evolutionary anomalies. This bunker... the architecture, the hardware... it looks much older than that." At the end of the hall, the corridor opened up into a spacious, circular hub. Several doors branched off from the center. One caught Baraka’s immediate attention. The sign above it read: INFIRMARY & SUPPLY.

I say, trying to get my feet or hands to move. The elevator doors opened to my penthouse. Killian jumps up and scoops me up. How embarrassing. “Where are we going?” Killian asks. “My room, to the, left down the hall last door,” I answer. “Well, normally pet I like my women to move with me.” He says, looking down at me smiling and winking. “Markus, hang out watch the door.” “Yep,” Markus replied. He entered my room and placed me on my king-sized bed. This was absolutely humiliating.

And that can only mean one thing. The other me is here. This is what Truth wanted me to know. I keep my expression blank, my mind racing. "Can you remind me of the room I booked?" I asked. Nina tilts her head, confused. Then she smiles. "Are you kidding? It’s boldly written on the keycard I gave you." "I know," I reply sharply. "Just tell me." Her smile fades. "Room 666." Of course. I nod and turn toward the elevator. As I step in, I tighten my grip on my gun. I know what is waiting for me upstairs. Someone is playing games with me. Perhaps Gideon, perhaps someone worse. Either way, they will die tonight.