Author's pov.

Jake and Agatha stared blankly at Kristen's unconscious body as their faces filled with panic.

Agatha knelt over as she studied her body carefully, while Jake tried to break the door open, but all his efforts were futile.

“Fuck,” Jake cussed as he stop to gasp for air. “The fucking door won't open,” he snapped as he kicked the door but his leg was the only thing that had an impact, Jake held his knee as he jumped in pain.

Fuck,” he cussed again. “My leg feels like I fell off a cliff,” he growled in pain.

“Would you stop whining?” Agatha frowned as she turned to him....