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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.

again, and Philip felt it too. He looked at

down, it's going to be destroyed soon.

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

I don't want any of those people to

were cold, but with her mouth gagged, she couldn't utter a single word to try and reason

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

could

curling into a smile as he observed the researchers being slain. He had

when he tormented small creatures. As long as he

a satisfaction that no one else could provide for

were no different

were too excited, fixated on the most interesting spectacle of

expression told everyone that

all the drugs within the base, and he could monitor the subjects

wondering where lan might be hiding. Phil,

we kill

that vial on the table? Administer

"Alright."

for mercy for anyone. He grabbed

began to pour the liquid down

seized the moment

you lost your mind? Do you have any idea what you're doing? Do you

you get out, you'll be

you have such a bright

finish, Philip picked up the container next to him and splashed its contents over her.

threatening to make her eyeballs burst from

aware of the base's lack of conscience and Philip's unpredictable

ruthlessly. He was determined to

man who feared nothing was the

her screams, his attention still fixed on the

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