I attempted to crawl back to the restroom, disregarding all the possible things that could happen to me, especially the fact that I tried to run away from Anselm. I was sure I had already crossed him.

Just when I was going to turn to leave, my leg hit the cover of the vent and it didn't disappoint to make a loud noise.

 I knew I was already screwed the moment I heard Anselm's laughter.

"Mr George, take one of the girls here and leave, or lose your life by trying to cause ...