Chapter 809
She intended to quickly text her mother to let her know she was safe.
On reaching the door, she abruptly halted.
Something was happening inside.
In a short while, she heard the older sister telling the man to use the cell phone for some sort of... activity.
Gross.
The cell phone was now dirty.
She closed her eyes, sighing.
She then went into the kitchen, grabbed a cucumber to eat, and headed out.
Just as she was about to put in her earplugs, her expression changed.
A familiar voice was coming from somewhere.
The voice was still soft and sweet, but the tone was aggressive and violent, shrieking in resistance.
Was it... Polita?
She quickly put on her mask and darted in that direction.
This path led to the forest where they had trained in the afternoon. At night, no one was there.
Polita's protesting screams grew clearer, mixed with the sounds of a brutal fight.
Among them, there was a particularly despicable male voice.