CHAPTER 69

--Alyssa--

Everyone was here now, and their faces reflected a spectrum of unsettling emotions. Fear was the most prominent, etched deeply into their expressions. It was a fear that ran deeper than mere anxiety or unease; it was a terror that seemed to sap the very air from the room. Each person's face was a pale canvas painted with the dread of impending doom, and their eyes darted nervously, avoiding direct contact with one another.

They were not like the others outside who remained blissfully ignorant. These individuals knew the full extent of the grim truth about what was happening. The knowledge weighed heavily on them, silencing their voices and thoughts. No one dared to speak or even whisper, for their minds were too occupied with the horrifying reality they faced. The silence was oppressive, pressing down on them, making it almost impossible to think clearly.

The large oak table around which they gathered seemed to absorb the tension. Xavier, sitting at the head of the table, w