Frisca’s POV
I got off the desk and pressed my palm to stop the bleeding while Vlade tried his best to resist his urge. He stood where he was with his back towards me, fidgeting with the doorknob as the smell of my blood had disturbed him terribly. I knew that what I had done was a risky proposition, but I had to do it to get the truth out of him. “Vlade…Is everything alright?” I hesitantly asked and noticed the force with which he banged his fist against the door. Resting his other hand over his throat, he coughed and showed signs of suffocation, as if he were struggling to hold back something.
I got worried seeing his condition and decided to go towards him but no sooner did I step forward, the lights in the cabin began to flicker uncontrollably. My workstation got separated from the w
