Chapter 101 The Return Of The Bearer Of Fear

• "Since when did you wake up from the coma?" Alexa asked, her face pale.
• Slowly, she stepped backward, trying to maintain a calm expression. Her eyes darted around the hallway, hoping to spot someone she could call for help.
• Unfortunately, the hallway outside Alexa’s hospital room was eerily quiet. It made sense—after all, it was late at night, and most people were already resting. Without a phone on her, she didn’t know who she could turn to for assistance.