Chantelle walked upstairs, still holding the certificate.
As soon as she entered the bedroom, something felt off.
There was a strange smell in the air. It carried a faint sense of danger.
The storage box Daniel brought was sitting on the table.
But Daniel wasn't there.
Only the soft sound of water splashing came from the bathroom.
Someone was definitely inside.
"Daniel, are you in there?" she called out.
The sound of running water stopped all of a sudden.
But no one replied.
"Daniel?" Chantelle called again but her voice was quieter this time.
She walked toward the bathroom slowly with lighter steps.
Just as she got closer, the door flew open, and a dark figure jumped out at her.
Steam rolled out of the bathroom, carrying a strange warmth mixed with the smell of blood.
Chantelle stepped back in shock.
Her heart froze the moment she saw his face.
"Lone Wolf!"
"Hey there, pretty lady," he said with a chilling smile. "Been a few days. Did you miss me?"
