MAYA'S POV.

Later that night after the searchers had left, lockdown had been lifted, and we had returned to our respective rooms. I sluggishly tug myself in for a good night's rest, but a knock on my door startles me.

"Shit!" I scream loudly, flinging my hands around and scattering everything on my bedside table. Can't someone have rest in this damned place?

I toss my blanket aside and walk over to the door. I peek through the doorbell; it's Morien. I unlock the door, but to my surprise, ...