Harper’s POV
My energy was depleting with every passing minute, but I pushed myself to keep moving. I had no idea where I was at that point. I was forced around too many corners and halls to gain any sense of direction.
“The security room,” I muttered.
That was where Lucas and the others were brought to.
Against my better judgment and interest, I turned back to face the guards and began searching each of them. I managed to swipe a map off of one of them, along with another decent-looking blade.
I unfolded the map and struggled to make sense of all the different colored lines that led in all various directions. My head was pounding and I felt terribly disoriented. Through the mental haze, I recalled that one guard mentioned this was hall 119.
I scanned the map and swiftly located
