"Sophia? Sophia..." I heard Dexter's familiar voice calling my name hoarsely while I was in a trance.
I gradually regained my focus, unveiling a clear image of the person beside me. It was Dexter. He was like a shining light, guiding me through dark times. He was like my remedy, infusing me with motivation and hope to carry on.
"Dexter..." I whispered, shaking my head. It was only when I fully regained consciousness that I realized our current situation.
I was thrown beside Dexter. We were surrounded by "suspects" with wounded hands who might be the president of Crowdstar Group. We were all locked up in an operating room within the medical capsule.
As I counted, there were 13 people in total, including Dexter. It was evident that the lunatics had meticulously chosen the most likely 13 from a pool of over 300 passengers. Clearly, they were confident that the president of Crowdstar Group was among these 13 individuals.