6
When we arrived at the dining hall, Dwayne was already enjoying a piece of steak. He sliced it with the sharp silver knife in his hand. A pool of blood appeared on the plate instantly.
Some blood splashed on the table. He was slightly annoyed by his clumsiness and wiped it with a napkin.
I looked at the blood-soaked white cloth in his hand and instantly retched.
As a result, I returned to the bedroom without eating anything.
The clock on the wall pointed to nine o'clock.
I stared at the tightly shut door. I was struggling in my heart. Should I run or not?
Where can I run to if I escape?
Even if I escaped from the bedroom, wouldn't the rest of the places and scenes still be in the novel?
I couldn't escape at all.
At this thought, I felt much more relaxed.
Since I couldn't escape, I had to face it.
I thought of what the maid had said, "If you can't escape, find a place to hide."
I began to search the room for a such place.
Unfortunately, there was none!