"How can I trust you? I have no choice, fuck!" Layton thought again, before taking rash action, without too much time brooding over it.
Moving one foot forward to the other and taking a little step forward, the young janitor said aloud: "Hey!"
That word echoed between the hallway's metal walls and drew the gaze of Jennifer, Clyde and John, who turned to him.
Jennifer's normal eyes remained fixed on Layton's, who pretended not to feel any fear and took another step towards her.
Unlike the woman's gaze, that of her two colleagues seemed lost in a vacuum, as if they were immersed in a dream or a parallel reality.
"Are you talking to me?" Jennifer said, making a smile and slightly moving her head, looking gentle.
"Uhm, yes... Jennifer, right?" Layton asked, returning the false smile and trying to look confident.
"Yes, it's me. Do we know each other?" the woman continued, noting that the boy in front of her was wearing a janitor's uniform.
