Blake's eyes darted toward the hallway.
Asher and Anthony were still somewhere ahead.
Then he looked back to Myles, his brain was moving much faster than his body.
Blake immediately grabbed his hand.
"Come on."
Myles glanced down at their hands.
"Where?"
"Bathroom."
"Why?"
"Just come on!"
Blake started walking quickly, pulling Myles along with him, and he didn't resist.
That was probably the only reason Blake managed to keep his composure. If Myles had questioned him or refused to move, he was pretty sure he would've started screaming right there in the hallway.
They reached the bathroom.
Blake pushed the door open, checked that nobody was inside, and hurried into one of the stalls.
Myles followed, as he closed the door.
He then stood there, staring at him.
The silence lasted for a few seconds.
Blake finally whispered, "What did you mean earlier?"
"I meant what I said."
"Yeah, sure, but what exactly do you know about them?"
