Edison and I entered the dining hall once again with our hands clasped with each other and before we opened the door, he gave me one feathery kiss on my lips, reminding me that everything would be alright.

But what terrifies me after Edison gives the door a soft push, and as I hear the slow creaking of the wooden door while I look inside the room, my eyes almost pop out of their socket as well as my heart almost skips a beat, when I the first man thing I saw was the pair of eyes of the unexpected person that is standing beside Edmund Carnell, his blade on...