CHAPTER 68
ALEX’S POV
Mr. John? My father? What happened?
I slammed the door behind me, my heart thudding out of place as I sprinted into the house. My lungs burned, my head swarmed with different thoughts and my vision blurred with tears. My feet slapped against the floor, hard, each step sounding like a countdown.
“Dad!" I screamed, hoping to get an answer.
None.
“Dad!" I shouted, louder this time.
Still nothing.
“John!" I knew it was no use trying again,but I still did so anyway.
But just like the first two times, there was nothing.
Voices tumbled down the hallway before me and I heard the constant mention of my father's name. They were talking in hushed whispers, but the silent walks carried every word and brought it to me, even though they sounded muffled.
“Fell…”
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