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.

ground trembled slightly again, and Philip felt it too. He looked at

down, it's going

been restless recently. They can sense the earthquake coming. When exactly? Who can say. It's

also perfect. I

she couldn't utter a single word to try and

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

could

monitors, his lips curling into a smile as he observed the researchers being slain. He had

skind he experienced as a child when he tormented small creatures.

that no one else could

were no different from those small creatures in his

but Philip's eyes were too excited, fixated on the

that nothing could stop him

the chairman, he had access to all the drugs within the base, and he could

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

we kill

that vial on the table? Administer

"Alright."

he plead for mercy for anyone. He grabbed the

pour the

seized the

any idea what you're doing? Do you even know

you'll be hunted down by a slew of people. Philip,

such a

to him

skin, threatening to make her eyeballs burst from

screamed, fully aware of the base's lack

he would act so swiftly and ruthlessly. He was determined to destroy the place, even

nothing was the

screams, his attention still

helpingbecchairman. It seems you have even more power than

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