Devil’s heartbeat began to accelerate to excruciating levels, to the point he wanted to rip out his heart out to ease the pain. He knew it was caused by whatever was happening to Paige and he just could not take it any longer. He needed to find her, and find her now. He frantically pushed several classroom doors open, briefly scanning them as he ran down the hallway.
Soon he reached a cross road. He could either take the right that led to the janitor’s closet, or the left to the theatre room.
He tried to close his eyes, concentrate, visualize the recent moves made in order to track her down faster, time was of the essence, but the sharp nagging pain plaguing him, refused to ease up, travelling up to his head, aching like a migraine, making it impossible to mentally process incoming inf
