347 Anomaly: Part 3

Cold air was blowing through the door. Taozi could not help but shiver.

She felt something amiss; the patrons still eating in the restaurant a while ago had gone. It was quiet like the morgue.

Taozi had no idea why she was thinking of the morgue, but at this moment she was cold yet sweating in her vest. It felt like in a mortuary.

Her hands being gripped on felt tighter and the pain was getting worse. She was almost in tears.

"Please let me go, You're hurting me!" she pleaded, fighting the pain.

The dark-haired high-school girl still sat with her eyes looking down at the table. But Taozi had noticed something; the corner of the girl's mouth quirked up. The girl was smiling, Taozi realized. A chill rushed up her spine to the back of her head.