After She's Terminal The Alpha Regrets (Elaine and Lucas) novel Chapter 299

Chapter 299

Odd.

Elaine walked up to the side of the bookshelf and ran her fingers along the edge of the shelf where it met the wall. It was secured directly to it.

With nothing else to do, and feeling that creeping tightness in her chest, Elaine began to investigate the bookcase further.

She pulled several books completely off their shelves, tossing them to the ground or onto the desk. She didn’t rightly care where they went.

But even after every single book was discarded, she still couldn’t seem to find anything. Elaine took several steps back, key clutched in her hand. Maybe she was just being paranoid. Maybe there wasn’t anything here.

The bookcase was made of a dark oak. It was difficult to see anything along it. She chewed her lip briefly. Then moved closer again, running her fingers along the back of the shelves.

There had to be something in this room. This key didn’t just go to nothing…

Then her fingers brushed against an indent in the wood. So small she nearly missed it. She pressed harder, trying to tell what it was. It was too dark to tell. But it was small.

Elaine looked down at the key in her hand. Far to small for the lock on the door. But maybe not for this notch. She pressed the key into the notch, and to her surprise it actually slid in.

She twisted it, and immediately heard gears rattling on the other side of the bookcase.

Elaine stepped backward as the shelf shuddered then slowly opened up. It revealed a dark room beyond.

Adrenaline coursed through her at the discovery, and she quickly made her way inside. Perhaps there was something that could help her in here. A phone, maybe. A computer wouldn’t be to bad either.

Something she could use to get into contact with the world outside.

Yet there was nothing that stood out to her in here. No electronics, aside from a single bulb on the ceiling that flickered to the life when she walked in.

Tables lined the walls with chemical sets on top of them. Glass cases were kept locked with strange vials of varying colored liquids. And in the center of it all, was a journal.

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