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The_Procrastinator · Fantasie
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158 Chs

Chapter 105 Bad Omen

Julian and April, of course, had no choice but to comply. The weight of the situation pressed heavily on them, and as they were transferred to another car, they exchanged nervous glances.

Another man from the Demon Mask group took the wheel of the new vehicle, and the other car followed closely behind them, its headlights cutting through the dark.

The journey was eerily silent, the only sound being the hum of the engine and the occasional squeak of tires on the road.

But Julian was the most nervous of them all. His mind raced, his heart pounding in his chest as he tried to make sense of what was happening.

The quiet made everything feel worse, as if the stillness in the car was a warning of something terrible to come.

"Where are you taking us?" Julian asked, his voice shaky but desperate for answers. He turned toward the man in the front seat, hoping for any sign of mercy or explanation.