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.

down, it's going to be destroyed soon. Haven't

the earthquake coming. When

perfect. I don't want any of those people to make it

gagged, she couldn't utter a single word to try and reason with

years; surely they knew how to withstand an earthquake.

base could

as he observed the

child when he tormented small creatures. As long as

that no one else could provide

lived here were no different from those

struggled briefly, attempting to intervene, but Philip's eyes were too excited, fixated on the most

told everyone that nothing

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

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

we kill the

vial on the

"Alright."

questioned why, nor did he plead for mercy for anyone. He grabbed the vial from the table, pulled

began to pour the liquid down

seized the moment

idea what you're doing? Do you even know the kind of international powers

if you get out, you'll be hunted down by a slew of

such

next to him

skin, threatening to make her eyeballs burst

base's lack

was determined to destroy

feared nothing was the

her screams, his attention still

seems you have even more power than Sarah,

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