Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

What the hell was this guy up to?

Sarah rushed to the central hall, only to discover that the central monitor began streaming footage from other areas.

People in those regions had started to die one after the other, meeting their ends in gruesfashion.

Panic gripped the researchers in the hall; everyone was asking.

"What in the world is going on? What's this guy up to?"

"He's unleashed all the subjects meant to be weapons. Damn it! We're all gonna die here! We've done too many dirty deeds, and

now it's payback time."

"The modified subjects are going to slaughter us all."

Philip propped his chin in his hand, watching the screens with a fascinated gaze. Isaac, who should've been in charge of the

surveillance room, was now bound hand and foot, sitting on the floor to one side.

Phil stood in front of her, gripping a sharp dagger in his hand. He didn't know what Philip was planning, but he was ready to back

him up, no matter what.

Isaac was getting on in years but had aged well. Now, she watched Philip's actions in shock. Not only had he released the test

subjects, but he had also injected them with a drug that made them frenzied.

Though these subjects weren't as formidable as Subject 8, their ferocity and agility were terrifying.

To these killing machines, the researchers were enemies, targets to be eliminated without mercy.

Had Philip lost his mind? This could destroy the entire base.

felt it too. He looked at Isaac with

it's going to be destroyed soon. Haven't

earthquake coming. When exactly? Who can say. It's

in a century, isn't it? Terrible timing, but also perfect. I don't want any

couldn't utter a single word to

surely they knew how to withstand an earthquake. Any tremor below a magnitude

base could

a smile as he

child when he tormented small creatures. As long as he saw any

that no one else

no different from those small creatures in

to intervene, but Philip's eyes were too

that nothing could stop

had access to all the drugs within the base, and he could monitor the subjects at any

propping his chin with one hand, wondering where lan might be hiding. Phil, holding the dagger, asked curiously,

kill

vial on the table? Administer

"Alright."

he plead for mercy for anyone. He grabbed the vial from

began to pour the

the moment

idea what you're doing? Do you even know the kind of international powers behind

if you get out, you'll be hunted down by a

chairman, you have such a bright

could finish, Philip picked up the container next to him and splashed its contents over her. The corrosive drug began

away at her skin, threatening to make her eyeballs burst from their

of the base's lack of

imagined he would act so swiftly and ruthlessly. He was determined

man who feared nothing was the

ignored her screams, his attention still fixed

helpingbecchairman. It seems