Chapter 169
But that’s all.
There’s an hourglass out there somewhere and every day a grain of sand falls to the other side, chipping my life away.
And a few grains of sand is all I have left.
“Come and eat your breakfast, it’s already prepared“, Marko pulled away and I followed him. We were only two here. Leah left but she still cares about us. She buys us food, keeps checking on me and tell me that I will be fine soon. She made sure we have limited electricity down here. have an oven, a microwave, and a refrigerator that we can use in the kitchen. In the storage room, the clean drinking water bottles, boxed ready–to–make meals, cereals, beans, and so many more things were available but I didn’t feel like eating anything today.
That night mare made me become so sick of everything.
While seated in the dining room, I heaved a sigh and played around with the scrambled eggs on my plate. I glanced at Marko, who was silently eating his food. Without even looking at me, he said, “Eat, Nikolai, you need food to survive.”
I blew out a breath, “What am I even surviving for? More confinement and isolation? Even if the people who Leah refused name will be here and take us out of here, what then? It’s not like I can live freely and do whatever I want, because apparently, he has eyes everywhere!” I stabbed the fork into the egg and shoved it into my mouth.
Marko stopped eating and looked at me, “It will get better.”
I scoffed, “I highly doubt that because now it feels like a mistake!”
“What feels like a mistake?” he asked.
Leaving him… leaving him feels like a mistake! Maybe, I shouldn’t have left because at least I had fresh air to breathe. I can’t even go back now because he will probably kill me.”
Marko sighed, grabbing my hand that was resting on the table, “Nikolai, you..-”
The loud pounding on the trap door caught our attention. I jumped up in my seat, looking at it with wide eyes. For a second, it felt like my worst ghtmare was coming true. That Alessandro would burst through that door and kill me. I didn’t want to go back to him, I was just complaining to Marko.
Marko placed a finger over his lips, shushing me. He walked toward the ladder and looked up. The pounding resounded again, I swallowed and
got up.
“Stay back!” Marko whisper–yelled.
He went up the ladder and knocked back but in a specific sequence, the person outside knocked back in a different sequence and that made Marko smile.
“They are here…” he said to me before he pulled out his keys and started to unlock the padlocks. One by one, he opened up every single lock on that door and then stepped down the ladder.
Marko walked back to me, ‘Don’t worry about anything now, okay?”
A man in black clothing with a black mask over his face stepped down the ladder. He looked at me and then at Marko, and nodded to himself.
“It’s them,” he said into his phone before he pulled out a gun.
“Marko!” the words were still in my mouth when a dart jabbed into Marko’s neck but before I could do anything or run into my room another dart jabbed into my arm.
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