Another explosion came, and this time, it broke the window. The sharks pierced her skin.
"Ahhh!" Rose screamed, feeling the pain in her back.
The horror of her past life was coming back.
She couldn't be weak at this time. If she didn't stay awake, she would die—just like she did in her past life.
She still had people she didn't want to lose—her son, her father, her best friend.
Her hand found her phone, and hurriedly, she ran to the door, but it was locked, refusing to open.
She struggled, trying to force it open.
She gritted her teeth, her hands shaking as she dialed her friend's number. It wasn't going through.
With panic setting in, she dialed another random number—then another.
Nothing.
The fire had already spread into the office, burning the curtains.
The fire had already spread into the office, burning the curtains.
Her hand hit the door and struggled to open it, but there was no way — the door refused to budge open.
