Chapter 116 Megan is working with Michael.

As my consciousness gradually returns, the world around me materializes in fragments. The grimy, dilapidated surroundings of the room come into focus, casting an eerie atmosphere that matches the unsettling situation I'm in. Cobwebs cling to corners; shadows dance on the walls of my vision.

My head feels heavy, and my ears still ring from the blow I received. I blink, trying to clear my vision, and my heart skips a beat when I realize I'm bound to a chair.

The voices, hushed but audible, pierce through the haze in my mind. My senses sharpen, and I strain to listen, piecing together the conversation unfolding before me.

"I told you to stay away from here. Why did you come here?"

I squint as I find this voice familiar. It’s Michael’s voice. Who is he talking with?

"Ugh…" I groan and try to free my hands from the ropes that are restraining me.

A second voice joins the conversation, and my heart sinks as I recognize it.

Megan.