Finally

Rory

Alex was breathing hard, eyes trained on me as I got closer and closer to him. He had lost most of the color of his skin, and he appeared to have grown thinner than I remembered. This made me feel slightly amused, because this means if I hadn't somehow survived, he might have also ended up dying after going through all that stress to get his hands on me. I stopped a few inches away, staring at him warily while silently asking myself if I was doing the right thing right now. Now that he was weak, it's my only chance to run away from here since he looks too weak to actually chase after me. But he might have guards outside. He definitely does, so I wasn't sure if that was still a part of the options.