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.

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

if I don't bring this place down, it's going to be destroyed soon.

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

timing, but also perfect. I don't want

she couldn't

base had stood for many years; surely they knew how to withstand an earthquake. Any

could safely

the monitors, his lips curling into a smile as he observed the researchers

as a child when he tormented

he'd feel fulfilled, a satisfaction that

no different from

attempting to intervene, but Philip's eyes were too excited, fixated on the most interesting spectacle of

that

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

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

kill the

that vial on the table? Administer it to

"Alright."

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

and began to pour the liquid down

seized the

you lost your mind? Do you have any idea what you're doing? Do you even know the kind of international

you destroy this place, even if you get out, you'll be hunted down

such a bright future,

up the container next to him and splashed

at her skin, threatening to make

of the base's lack of

swiftly and ruthlessly. He was determined to

feared nothing was the

attention still fixed

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