(A/N: Welcome to the fourth volume of my book: 'Hellhole'. Thank you for reading!)
The air in the US was so much more breathable than in Russia. The past week almost felt like hell, considering how they all had encountered everything and everyone they had been avoiding. From the creepy sightings in the laboratories to the encounter with Bradley and Sebastian. Everything was awry.
Nancy had laid down on her bed after a long and tiresome week. Though it had been like a nightmare, for her parents, it was just a hiking trip. They let her rest. Her room seemed dark and gloomy, with all the curtains falling on the windows, causing only a little sunlight to pass through.
The room had been cleaned and tidied up by Nancy's mother in her absence. It was so clean that not even a speck of dust could be seen. It reminded her of Samuel's house, so clean and organized.
