infodatos Chapter 196: Will anyone believe Rick?
Chapter 196: Will anyone believe Rick?
Chapter -196
As Rick met the unwavering gaze of the old woman, he couldn't shake the feeling of doubt and unease that crept into his mind. Her eyes seemed to bore into his soul, their depth magnified by the glistening fluid that filled them.
At first, Rick tried to brush off the tension with a joke, hoping to lighten the mood and ease the palpable strain in the air. With a nervous laugh, he quipped, "Are you staring at me because I'm looking particularly dashing today?"
He expected a chuckle or at least a hint of amusement from Evelina's grandmother, but instead, her expression remained unchanged, her eyes widening ever so slightly. It sent a shiver down Rick's spine, the air around them suddenly feeling heavier, as if weighed down by an invisible force.
As the silence stretched on, Rick couldn't help but feel a growing sense of unease. He shifted uncomfortably, the feeling of being under scrutiny becoming almost suffocating. And amidst it all, he couldn't shake the nagging suspicion that there was more to Evelina's grandmother's stare than met the eye.
The room seemed to constrict with tension, each breath feeling heavier than the last. Rick found himself at a loss for words, unsure of how to navigate the sudden shift in atmosphere. And then, breaking the silence like a crack of thunder, Evelina's grandmother's voice cut through the stillness.
"Why are you here, Rick?" she asked, her tone sharp and accusatory, her face betraying no hint of recognition.
Rick felt a jolt of surprise at her question, her aggression catching him off guard. He knew her well enough to sense that something was amiss, but he refused to let it shake his composure. With a calm exterior masking the turmoil within, he rubbed the back of his neck, searching for the right words to explain his presence.
Rick was unsure of how to respond, he found himself at a loss for words, the silence in the room became even more prominent. After a moment of hesitation, Rick finally spoke, to dispel some of the tension in the room.
"Um, well," Rick began, his words stumbling over each other in his haste to break the awkward silence. "You see, it's kind of a funny story, really. I was just, uh, wandering around, minding my own business, when I stumbled upon this place completely by accident."
He tried to offer a reassuring smile, but it felt strained even to his own ears. Evelina's grandmother continued to regard him with a cool detachment, her silence weighing heavily in the air. Rick could sense her expectation, the unspoken demand for a more satisfactory answer.
"I swear, I didn't mean to intrude or anything," Rick rushed to explain, his words tumbling out in a nervous stream. "I was just curious, you know? I didn't realize anyone else was here. Honest mistake."
As he spoke, Rick knew himself that his explanation fell short, but what is she going to do? Bite him... Well she could actually, after all the damn old witch wasn't actually a witch but a vampire.
But the old lady didn't really care about his answers. Before Rick could add on any extra topping to his pizza of thoughts; the old lady spoke unhesitatingly.
"What about that girl upstairs? Was it just another accident?" she asked, her gaze piercing, her tone demanding answers.
Her next words only deepened the intrigue. "This place is too crowded for what I have to say," she continued, her tone conspiratorial. "Let's find somewhere quieter, shall we?"
Rick's eagerness to continue their conversation in a more private setting was palpable. He nodded eagerly, grateful for the opportunity to unravel the mystery behind Evelina's grandmother's cryptic words.
"Sure thing, Grandma," he said, the term slipping out almost instinctively. He noticed the slight raise of her eyebrow at the unexpected address but pressed on nonetheless. "Lead the way."
With a gesture towards the lift, Evelina's grandmother wordlessly indicated for Rick to follow. As they stepped into the confined space of the elevator.
Before stepping into the lift, Evelina's grandmother cast a cautious glance back at the man lying in the bed, her eyes scanning him with a scrutinizing gaze to ensure everything was in order. Satisfied, she motioned for Rick to follow her, leading the way towards the waiting elevator.
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As they approached, the doors glided open smoothly, revealing the empty interior. Rick, ever the gentleman, held the door open for Evelina's grandmother, allowing her to enter first. He couldn't help but feel a sense of courtesy was due, given the gravity of their conversation.
Just as Rick was about to follow her into the elevator, he felt a sudden jolt from behind. Turning around, he found himself face to face with Geoffrey, whose expression was anything but welcoming. Rick met his sour look with an impassive stare, refusing to let Geoffrey's presence ruffle his composure.
With a determined stride, Rick stepped into the elevator after Evelina's grandmother, the doors sliding shut behind them with a soft hiss. As the elevator began its ascent.
After about half a minute or so, as the elevator doors slid open, Rick was met with a sight that left him stunned. The Dean's office was in shambles, a chaotic mess that seemed to reflect the turmoil within. Megan lay on the floor, unmoving, her breathing shallow and labored, a clear sign of the toll the situation had taken on her.
The room itself was a scene of destruction. Papers littered the floor like fallen leaves, furniture lay overturned, and tables were smashed to pieces, their fragments scattered across the floor like a puzzle waiting to be pieced together.
But amidst the chaos, Evelina's grandmother remained unfazed. She paid no mind to Megan's unconscious form, nor did she seem bothered by the wreckage surrounding them. Instead, she cast a disinterested glance around the room, her expression unchanged.
Evelina's grandmother strode past Megan's motionless form, her posture exuding an air of arrogance that Rick found unsettling. He followed behind her, feeling a mixture of curiosity and apprehension, while Geoffrey trailed along, his expression a perpetual scowl.
As they moved through the room, Evelina's grandmother lifted a handkerchief to her nose, as if shielding herself from the stench of the chaos surrounding them. Rick watched her with a sense of disbelief, finding it hard to reconcile her composed demeanor with the chaotic scene before them.
Without a word exchanged between them, the trio made their way towards the door, the silence of the room echoing in their ears. Rick was shocked at one side, while Geoffrey was still frowning at the presence of Rick around him.
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