Addison looked around the room for a way out, but didn’t see any. She got into the bathroom, but there was no exit except the door she came in.
Tiptoeing toward the door, she reached for the handle with a shaky hand. It was silent outside now, and she hoped the fight moved away from here and she could escape. Taking a few deep breaths, she needed to prepare herself for this.
Her heart raced and her vision was fuzzy. She turned the knob and peered out. A grotesque sight welcomed her eyes. Nicolette’s office door was open, the light from the window illuminating a few bodies that lay near it.
Blood covered the floor as it spread out from the victims and formed a small pond in the hall. She scanned the corridor, but it was silent. She didn’t know where the vampires and hunters went. As she readjusted the strap on her purse, she contemplated her next move. It was a long jog to the staircase at the end of the hall, but the elevator took time to arrive after she pressed the button.
Hearing what sounded like a man walking in gooey mud, she drew back and plastered herself against the doorframe. Someone was there, and she wasn’t sure who. She listened as his light steps turned into quick ones. She was spotted.
Though the light was minimal, she caught sight of a shadowy figure barreling toward her. She yelled, “Leave me alone!”
Before the person reached her, she slammed the door shut and locked it. Scurrying backward, she turned on her phone and used the flashlight app on it to find a weapon.
Spinning when the door opened, she faced the intruder. Whoever chased her had a keycard and unlocked the door. She pushed her backside against the table, her phone still in her hand and lighting up the small space around her.
She grabbed the edge of the table, her heart racing as she awaited what was to come. The man halted in the doorway and sized her up. From his silence, he was a hunter and not a vampire.
“Wait,” she said as she waved her hands in front of her several times. The bright light coming from her phone bounced around the room with her frantic action. “I’m not a vampire. I just work here. Leave me alone and I won’t tell—I—”
He kicked his foot back and shut the door and the lock clicked. This wasn’t good. The hunter that killed Callie and the other vampires locked her in a room and readied to kill her, too.
He held a large ax, the surface of it shining as if he encased it in ice. She saw symbols inlaid in the metal, but she didn’t recognize them. This was not the ordinary hunter. A great evil radiated from him. Fear squeezed her heart, Addison feeling like she couldn’t breathe.
She rolled her shoulders inward, holding her phone with both hands as she sobbed. “Please, stop.” She studied the helmet he wore. The glass hiding his face didn’t look like normal glass. It reflected a greenish color when her flashlight hit it like the eyes of a bug.
He took a few steps closer to her. Addison kept the light on him, her hands shaking. In the light, his form became clearer. Dressed in light armor, the dark form-fitting fabric sparkled as if made of metal mesh.
His clothing looked damp, his shoes leaving a trail of blood in their wake, and his ax dripping with it. He snatched her phone, his action quick and startling her. He slammed it onto the ground and the phone shattered.
She opened her mouth to let out a shriek, but he covered her lips and pulled her to him. The gloves he wore were slippery, and when Addison inhaled, she took in the sharp, metallic scent of blood. She tasted it and wanted to vomit. Escape was impossible, this strong man holding her to his chest. The darkness blinded her, everything around her black.
He dropped his ax, and she cringed when the heavy metal hit the tile. He whispered in her ear, “Sleep, my sweet—” Feeling a sharp needle shoved into her side, Addison tried to scream, but couldn’t. His lips hovered over her ear, his breath hot on her skin. His words grew softer as she struggled to stay awake. “—little valentine. Sleep…” Her legs gave out, and she passed out.