Chapter 100 – A Text From Oscar Gray

• OSCAR GRAY
• I glanced around, but the room was unusually quiet. The lights were off, and even her desktop had been shut down. Had she closed and left already? I asked myself. But why would she leave so early? Surely, there were still tasks left to be completed.
• It was only when I pulled out my phone to call her that I noticed the time—it was past 7 p.m. I hadn’t even realized it had gotten this late.