634 Who is he?

Tyson’s body was limp in the director’s hand. He was clearly knocked out and his injuries looked pretty bad as he continued to bleed from his head. The only saving grace was the fact that he was an Altered so it was unlikely that he would die from this type of wound.

Carrying his body with one hand, the director threw it to the side, in the corner of the large office.

“Now that the only person who can break the lock is dealt with, it's time for us to get started.” Matthew said.

He walked over to all three girls, each of them were shaking, they were grabbing onto their own arms hugging themselves as they looked to the floor not wanting to believe the situation. In their minds they were repeating a phrase over and over again.

‘Please, don’t pick me… don’t pick me… don’t pick me.’

“AHHH!” The girls heard a scream, and when the other two looked up, they could see that Matthew was carrying Spring over his shoulder.