ADRIANNA’S POV

Pop!

My lips split open in a soundless gasp on seeing the guard’s lifeless body sprawled in the middle of the road.

That sharp pop sound like a champagne cork snapping loose and flying open was his skull bursting as it smashed against the asphalt floor. Crimson blood oozed out, forming a dark pool around his head, spreading slowly—like a creeping flood ready to engulf everything in its path.

The few people around me who had been acting indifferently all that time—the guard was dragging me, and I was screaming for help—finally looked in our direction. From the look on their faces, they were horrified by the sight...