Chapter 77 A Little Worried About Her

After some time in the dark, it sounded as if a bunch of keys was jiggling, only accompanied by repeated knocking sounds, followed by the opening of the door. Two figures appeared within that dark space. “Miss Claire?” Simon looked into the dark room and switched on the torchlight from his phone. The room was suddenly lit up. Mason could finally see the room clearly and noticed a petite figure curled up in a corner of the room with her head in between her knees. She was curled up like a little kitten. The scrunchie that tied her hair up had fallen off some time ago and her long hair fell around her shoulders in a mess, covering her face and ears. Mason peculiarly felt a sense of despair and coldness coming from her. it was obvious from every inch of her body. ‘What’s going on?’ Mason frowned. He asked with a displeased tone, “What happened to her?” Simon who heard the question stepped forward. “Miss Claire?” The person curled up in a bundle did not respond. Not even the tinie