I anxiously searched but found nothing.
Just as I sat on the ground, consumed by despair and helplessness, I heard a distinct "click". It was followed by the sound of an iron door opening and footsteps echoing down the corridor. My nerves instantly tensed up. Did someone find the key and leave so quickly? Who could it be?
"Who is out there? Who has left? Please, help us! Where did you find the key? Help us!" The commotion outside grew louder as everyone began shouting.
The footsteps grew increasingly slower, as though he were attentively listening to something.
"Thud, thud, thud." Suddenly, the person outside started banging on the iron door with sticks. Everyone fell silent, curious to know what he was up to.
After everyone had stayed quiet, he called out, "Sophia..."
The voice was hoarse and filled with panic. It was Dexter! He was searching for me.
I forcefully slammed the door. "Dexter! Dexter! I'm here!"
