You jolted up awake from the sound of alarm. And screaming.
Shiro, who had been slumped over in his chair shot up and bolted for the door. He turned toward you and firmly said “_____, don’t open this door until I say. Lock it and stay hidden.” And he was gone.
Fear rushed through your veins. The Castle of Lions was under attack.
Adrenaline kicked in and you found yourself shaking under the bed without remembering how you got there. Despite the impossible, you were able to quiet your breathing and listen. Footsteps. And then a struggle from somewhere down the corridor. Gunshots. The footsteps approached.
You noticed a light flashing under the bed. You looked around for the source. In horror you saw faint blinking coming from your lower forearm. It was inside. Someone had implanted something inside of you.
Too petrified with fear to scream, you remained on the floor; stunned.
It must me a tracking device. You were being tracked. You lead the attackers to the castle.