Chapter 178: Is He Dead?

[Margaret’s Perspective]

“Remember what we discussed?” I whispered to Elizabeth.

Elizabeth’s eyes widened as she turned to me in horror.

“I don’t think I can, Margaret.”

“We only have this one chance. You can definitely do it well.”

I tied a knot at both ends of the rope I’d just untied from our bodies and tied it loosely around our feet and hands, creating the illusion that we were still bound.

“Listen to me. When I went out just now, I looked around. There aren’t too many werewolves in this cabin. I suspect that many of their guards are outside. If we shout like just now, there’s a high chance that only one of them will come in. With our sneak attack and him being unprepared, we’re absolutely likely to succeed,” I arranged in a low voice.

Elizabeth reached out and grabbed my hand. Her palm was sweaty. So was mine.

We could feel the tension in each other’s hearts, but our expressions were solemn and firm.

…..

“Help! Help!!!” I banged on the door with both hands and shouted.

“Someone, come quickly! My sister has fainted!” I shouted. My voice cracked because I was shouting with all my might. “Quickly save her! She can’t breathe!”

I heard hurried footsteps outside the door. From the sound, I could tell that there was only one person I had estimated.

I turned to Elizabeth and gave her a look that told her to get started.

After a few seconds, the door was opened from the outside.

Standing outside the door was the Dick we had last seen. His whole face was dark.

When Dick saw me, he said in a very unfriendly tone, “You guys should keep quiet. What are you making a scene about now?”

I dragged out my voice. “Hurry up and see my sister. I think she’s dying.”

The other frowned, folded his arms across his chest, and said, “What happened to her?”

“I… I don’t know,” I stammered. “She suddenly started convulsing. I felt like she was going to die. Please save her. We don’t want to die here. Please.”

“Breathless?” Dick’s eyes went to Elizabeth, who was panting violently on the floor inside.

Elizabeth’s limbs were curled together now. She made a whining sound in her throat. She looked like she was about to die.

‘Yes. My sister has had asthma since she was a child. The attack must have been triggered by all the dust here,’ I added as an aside.

“Is it really that bad?” Dick asked suspiciously as he walked in and closed the door behind him.

He leaned over to Elizabeth to test her breathing.

“Mmmm… mmmm…” Elizabeth was still whimpering intensely.

I pretended to walk slowly behind Dick because of the rope. I saw that his attention was focused on Elizabeth. With a gentle struggle, I broke free of the rope.

Now!

I grabbed the candle behind me and slammed it into the back of his head.

“What? Damn!” The other party sensed the gust of wind that followed and quickly turned his head and reached out to resist.

Not good, I thought. Just as I was about to fight him face-to-face, Elizabeth kicked off the rope on her feet and hooked Dick’s ankle from below. Dick didn’t notice the sudden attack. His lower body was immediately unstable and tilted to the side.

Seizing the moment, I changed direction at the last minute and resolutely smashed the candle down on his head.

With a dull thud, he fell straight down.

The light from the candle had been extinguished by my forceful strike earlier. Now it was dark here. Neither Elizabeth nor I could see each other.

Elizabeth got up from the ground. I heard her shuffling to my side. She whispered, “Is he dead?”

“I don’t think so.” I didn’t think I was that strong. I was more inclined to think that he had just fainted.

Just to be on the safe side, I hit him over the head with the candle a few more times. Then, with Elizabeth, I tied his hands and feet with rope and stuffed a ball of basement trash in his mouth.

I didn’t know if it was psychological, but since I knocked Dick unconscious and saw hope of escaping this place, I felt like the air in this basement had become much more breathable.

“What’s our next move?” Elizabeth asked from beside me.

“Let’s get out first.” I reached out and touched Dick’s body, hoping to find a real weapon. “We don’t know if the sound we made just now will attract anyone else. We have to get out of here as soon as possible.”

I felt a key on Dick’s body, a small dagger, and several small bottles. I didn’t know what they were.

If I could get out of here alive and see Donald, these might be able to give him some clues.