Love Unspoken

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Quinn, entrapped in the clutches of a coma, stirred subtly, her eyelashes fluttering like the wings of a trapped

butterfly.

A hand reached out, its intention to undress her, but before it could succeed, Quinn turned over abruptly, her

body convulsing as she vomited onto the edge of the sofa. Chandler, acting with swift reflexes, jerked the

camera away from the unpleasant scene.

The abrupt action resulted in a sudden drop in the live-streaming room's viewership, plummeting by five

hundred in an instant.

Once the wave of nausea had passed, Quinn's consciousness began to seep back in, albeit faintly. She lifted her

eyes with great effort, her gaze landing on the camera pointed at her. She recognized the device, but her foggy

mind struggled to comprehend its purpose.

Chandler, still holding the camera, questioned her, "Are you done puking?" His words echoed in the room, and

confusion flickered in Quinn's eyes. Her pitiful state, however, seemed to appeal to the viewers, and the

numbers in the live- streaming room began to climb again.

With the camera now back on the table, Chandler abandoned his attempts at maintaining suspense. He strode

forward, his hand closing around Quinn's, and he pulled her towards the sofa.

Meanwhile, Spencer had managed to establish contact with Alexander, promptly informing him of the unfolding

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situation.

Alexander, unfazed, sauntered over to the sofa, lit a cigarette, and declared with a chilling calm, "Someone will

go rescue her."

Startled by Alexander's nonchalance, Spencer stammered, "Who?" "You will know soon," cthe cryptic reply.

Alexander then moved to the window, his gaze fixated on the moon outside. The moonlight reflected in his eyes,

casting a cold glow.

Spencer, still bewildered, glanced at his phone again, only to be startled by a sudden noise. A figure had

appeared in the video. Chandler froze, his mouth opening to reprimand, but a sudden chill on his neck silenced

him. He stood still, his mind blank, and by the the regained his senses, the metallic scent of blood filled his

nostrils.

Reaching up, he touched his neck, his fingers coming away wet with blood. His pupils dilated in shock as he

dropped the camera, staggering a few steps before collapsing onto the sofa. His hands pressed against his

wound, but the blood continued to gush out, staining everything in its path.

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His eyes, wide with disbelief, terror, and resentment, locked onto the figure standing before him. The man,

holding a dagger, looked back at him with a chilling smile.

Chandler's body gave way, and he crumpled onto the ground, his lifeless face angled towards the camera.

"Fuck!" Spencer yelped, his fear prompting him to toss his phone away.

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dark red shirt. Swallowing hard,

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Alexander had disconnected the call.

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