The slash went over my right eye. Miraculously, my eyesight is totally fine.

"Well look at this: all the men of this exciting journey are all in one room," the automated voice of the killer notes.

"I know this is all about me," I blurt. "So let the awkward Desk Guy and Makee Canoego."

"Considering hurting them would hurt you, I think I'll keep them around."

Ghostface stalks us in a circle. Grayson, Kai, and I are in chairs, tied up. WhileGhostface watches me, I notice Grayson slip something to Makai. Is that...Reyna'shairclip? And why would I not be surprised if it was?

"You think I care if they die?" I argue, challenging the killer. "No, of course not. I'm not a fool," Ghostface conveys. 

"Hurting them hurts Reyna, which hurts you. Now, let's get over the predictable banter and skip to my favourite part, shall we? How about we discuss my motive like civilized human beings?"

 "Because you lost your humanity when you killed innocent people," Makai barks at him, eyes narrowed in accusation.

The killer looks from me to Kai. Rapidly, I shake my head. Makai has to be alive forReyna. He's the only thing she has left that she trusts. Her family is dead. Her fiancémurdered her friends. Her half-twin brother is the remainder of her life. I also wantMakai to survive this because I kind of like the guy. He isn't half bad when he isn't upbraiding me for torturing him. 

"I didn't kill him," the killer justifies, pointing at me. "So your point is disproven."During the killer's comeback, I see Grayson bend over and undo the knot around his feet, but leave the rope there. They're using Reyna's clip to get free. That must be how Rey and are Maria escaped in the first place. Makai distracted the killer so Grayson could get free, which means there needs to be another distraction for Makai to get free. 

I look around for anything that would help with a diversion. Once I find something, a feeling of hope sparks in me. "Hey, Ghostface," I call. The figure turns to me and Makaiwastes no time with the knot around his legs. "Just out of simple curiosity..." I stretch, trying to buy Kai time.

What?" the killer explodes, putting the edge of his knife to my throat. "Spit it out!" 

Makai is free and looks to me. He wants to help me. The guy who I tortured wants to help me. "Isn't Kellin supposed to be dead?" I growl, looking to where her body once laid. Now, there's a trail that leads out the door.

Faintly, I hear Ghostface gasp and they charge to where Kell was supposed to be deceased. 

Go, I mouth to Grayson and Kai. They exchange glances. Go, I mouth again. Still, they don't want to leave my side. "Get out of here!" I screech, forcing their covers to be blown so they can escape. Faster than light, the two-bolt out the door. 

"No!" Ghostface screams. "No need to worry. My colleague will end them soon enough. You basically ran them into a trap, anyway."

"Stop with the 'colleague' shit," I demand. "It makes you go from deadly serial killer to rejected Harvard student."

The killer might've said something back, but a bloodcurdling, spine rattling, earsplitting "no" cut us all off. I've never heard such pain and agony and loss in my entire lifetime. It's such an emotionally charged cry for help that I shudder. My insides feel like they're melting, my heart feels like it beats against a thousand knives, and my head starts to spin. Though the voice shouldn't be recognizable at the velocity of tone-masking power the scream contained, I do recognize it. Tears prick my eyes and I feel like I'm about to vomit. 

My mind can only wonder what the hell just happened to Reyna that had made her feel so devastated.