As the noise echoed through the building, Zayne tightened his grip on the knife, raising it up. “What- what was that?” He asked in hushed voice, his eyes darting around the hallway, adrenaline pumping through his veins. He silently prayed it wasn’t a monster, but he knew the two of them weren’t going to be that lucky.
He glanced down at the knife in his hands, wishing he had a better weapon, preferably one that could be used from further away. This’ll have to work for now, Zayne thought, adjusting his grip and taking a few steps away from the noise.