It took me a while to open my eyes. It hurt so much I couldn't breathe.
"Don't touch me..."
My arms hurt.
My legs hurt.
Everywhere hurt.
Joel loosened his hand.
Damien marched over with a worried expression as well.
"Do you still remember who pushed you down the stairs?" He asked nervously.
I shook my head. "It was too dark."
However, I had every reason to believe that the one who pushed me had wanted Damien dead.
I'd pushed him aside at the very first minute. Then... I was shoved down the stairs.
Apart from me and Damien, there was definitely someone else on that floor.
"Who was the last one to come down? Did any of you see?" I asked in pain.
Joel shook his head. "I panicked as soon as I saw you fall down. Afterwards, I came to check up on you. I didn't;t notice if anyone else was there."
"The 17th floor is too dark. When you fell, I looked but I couldn't see anything."
