My heart began pounding inside my chest when I found myself spiralling between hysteria and insanity.
“My friend just confessed to murdering people. What’s this life? Why did I have to get her as my partner?”
Unfortunately, I couldn’t get anything out of cursing my own ill-luck, for there was nobody that could save me. While I held my head in confusion, we were all informed by the host again that we were only left for thirty minutes.
“Even though my partner is a psycho-man-slaughterer, I need to face her. I need to come up with a sound tactic to tackle her,” I began agonising over the scanty choices.
I was truly suffering from my inability to exercise reason. If I had been more observant in the beginning, I wouldn’t have been deceived.
While my own intricacies began swallowing me
