The meeting’s venue, open-air, afforded a clear view of the unfolding chaos.


    Caleb and I saw a frantic man disregarding the security guards as he rushed in.


    The staff initially suspected him of causing trouble and signaled the security guards to remove him.


    However, the man preempted them by shouting, “Alpha, bad news! Someone is dead! Someone is dead!”


    His demeanor betrayed genuine fear, as if he’d encountered something truly horrifying.


    Someone was dead?


    My heart clenched, and tension seized my spine.


    In the recesses of my mind, a haunting image of the white cat’s demise flickered, stirring an unsettling intuition within me.


    “Someone is dead? What exactly happened?”


    Curiosity and concern rippled through the crowd at the mention of death, igniting a palpable tension in the air.


    “What could have led to such a sudden death?”


    “Well… Could it be tied to the rift?”


    Spection continued to swirl amongst the crowd, heightening the tension to a nerve-wracking crescendo.


    With a keen instinct, Carlos, trailing behind Caleb, sprang into action, sensing impending trouble.


    Without awaiting Caleb’smand, he swiftly intercepted the intruding man.


    Firmly grasping the trembling figure, Carlos demanded, “Who’s dead? Speak inly; ambiguity breeds misunderstanding.


    ”


    The man appeared gripped by such overwhelming fear that he struggled to articte his thoughts clearly.


    Despite Carlos’ attempts tomunicate with him, the man remained unresponsive, his gaze vacant, hisplexion pallid like a ghost, his body trembling incessantly, and his words a jumbled mess of iprehensible fragments.


    “Well… Someone is dead…”


    With a furrowed brow, Carlos repeated, “Who’s dead?”N?velDrama.Org copyrighted ? content.


    But the man remained trapped in terror, his response disjointed and robotic.


    “Someone is dead.


    Someone is dead.


    Someone is dead there…”


    Narrowing his gaze in a moment of realization, Carlos swiftly took action, delivering a decisive p to the man without hesitation.


    In amanding tone, Carlos reassured the man, raising his voice to cut through the chaos.


    “Buddy, this is a safe space.


    You have nothing to fear.


    Whatever has urred, we are here to handle it.


    Please, confide in us; your safety is our priority.


    ”


    The p served as a wake-up call, jolting the man back to reality.


    With a slightly dull expression, he scanned his surroundings, casting nces at those present until his gaze settled on me, his eyes locking onto mine with a hint of recognition.


    Debra’s POV:


    Something felt off.


    I frowned, feeling really ufortable.