"There are eleven people within the abandoned factory, of which seven belong to the original team, with four belonging to an additional team that has been sent in order to rescue them."
I sorted through all the information that I had managed to gather from the scout. Thanks to the compass, I was able to find him every time that I moved out.
'Although it says that there's a chance that I might be led in the wrong direction, for now, everything went well.'
I leaned back against my chair and placed the mask down.
I was quite honestly tired. My body still worked, but the fatigue wasn't physical... it was more mental.
Although I had yet to encounter the serial killer again, every time I left the office door, my nerves tightened to a point of discomfort. It wasn't the kind of fear that came and went. It lingered, stayed lodged deep inside my chest, and waited to explode at the first sign of danger.
