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.

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

place down, it's going to be destroyed soon. Haven't you noticed? The animals we've

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

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

were cold, but with her mouth gagged, she couldn't

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

could safely

the monitors, his lips curling into a smile as he

the skind he experienced as a child when he tormented

that no one else could provide

who lived here were no different from those small creatures

were too excited, fixated on the

that

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

propping his chin with one hand, wondering where lan

kill the

on the table? Administer

"Alright."

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

pour the

seized the moment to

you're doing? Do you even know the kind of

you'll be hunted

you have such a bright future,

him and splashed its contents over her. The corrosive drug began

at her skin, threatening to

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

He was determined to destroy the place, even at the

feared nothing was the most

her screams, his attention still fixed

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