“Tch, I knew you were going to pop by eventually. But I never expected you arrive this early. I thought I could finish my job.”

What? Finish her job? What job? Huh?

“W-w-what’s going on, Alexis? What is she talking about? What weapon—”

In my frantic and desperate eye movement, a glint from behind Alexis’ back catches my eye. A glint and a shape that I’m familiar with.

“Why… do you have a knife…?”

“Hey, if I were you, I would start to distance myself from her. Unless you’re confident that the knife in her hand is fake.” She cautions me as I’m too afraid to look away from the...