Marcus Brooks

You could see the fear in his eyes, but there was also something else. Desperation.

Your heart pounded in your chest as you saw the scene unfold before you. Marcus, who was usually so calm and collected, looked terrified. His eyes darted between you and the staff, his breathing heavy and ragged. "Marcus!" You called out, your voice echoing down the hallway.

Marcus..." He heard your voice, and it made him flinch. He knew you were here, and that made him even more anxious. He took a step back, his gaze never leaving yours.