Nia's POV
What dark power was he about to unleash with the journal? My heart pounded in my chest, but the injection still left me weak and powerless, unable to break free from my restraints.
Amidst the tension, X's laughter pierced the air, adding to the suffocating atmosphere of the room. The journal glowed ominously in his hands, radiating an eerie energy that seemed to pulse with malevolence. I trembled, overwhelmed by a sense of impending doom, knowing that whatever X had planned would spell disaster for us all.
Across the room, Juan's gaze met mine, his eyes filled with a fierce determination despite our dire situation. We shared a silent understanding, a silent vow to stand together and fight against X's tyranny, no matter the cost.
