Chapter Three Hundred And Thirty-four: He Was Not A Bad Monster

"Hey, slow down," a deep chuckle sounded close to her ears causing her to stiffen up.

Sophia glanced up at the figure she had bumped into, still shivering from the impact of what she just experienced in that room. Ashton was a monster! She knew it, she had sensed it but she had not enough evidence to confirm it until now. 

She was highly relieved when she ran into Isaac. The girl was so scared she needed someone to hold her and assure her that all she just saw was a dream or a fiction of her imagination. 

"Sophia," Isaac let go of his grasp he had used to steady her from knocking into him.

"I-I need to go, where is the way?" The tears were threatening to fall down her face and she didn't want Isaac to see her in this vulnerable state.

"Is there something wrong?" Isaac asked, his sight suddenly falling on that bleeding spot on her neck.