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.

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

going

sense the earthquake coming. When exactly? Who

isn't it? Terrible timing, but also perfect. I don't want any of those people to make it out

cold, but with her mouth gagged, she couldn't utter a

years; surely they knew how to withstand an

base could

curling into a smile as he observed the

he tormented small creatures. As long

fulfilled, a satisfaction that no one else could provide for

here were no different from those

Philip's eyes were too excited, fixated

that nothing could stop him

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

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

kill the

the table? Administer it to

"Alright."

never questioned why, nor did he plead for mercy for anyone. He

began to pour the

the

any idea what you're doing?

place, even if you get out, you'll be hunted

such a bright

to him and splashed its contents over

her skin, threatening to make

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

she never imagined he would act so swiftly and ruthlessly. He was determined to destroy the place, even at

who feared nothing was the most

his attention still

I should thank you for helpingbecchairman. It seems you have even more power than