Wendy's POV

I grabbed for my phone, my hands shaking with fear. George... he couldn't... I had to call someone, anyone. My thumb slipped on the screen as I tried to dial.

Just then, the door, which had been fixed newly, BANGED open. I jumped, my heart racing up into my throat.

Silas stood there, looking serious. Behind him, a group of soldiers with guns, their pistols shining with silver, filled the doorway. Edward was next to Silas, his eyes open wide.

“What happened here?” Edward asked strongly, his voice full of worry. He looked around the room at the mess - the turned-over furniture, the blood spots, the bodies...