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.

Philip felt it too. He looked at Isaac with a sly

don't bring this place down, it's going to be

been restless recently. They can sense the earthquake coming. When

but also perfect. I don't want

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

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

base could safely

monitors, his lips curling into a smile as he observed the researchers being slain. He

he tormented small creatures. As long as he saw any of

that no one else could provide for

lived here were no different from those small creatures in his

but Philip's eyes were too

everyone that

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

lan might be hiding. Phil,

we kill

on the table? Administer it

"Alright."

anyone. He grabbed the vial

began to pour

the

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

this place, even if you get out, you'll be hunted down by a slew of people.

you have such a

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

to make her eyeballs burst

the base's

swiftly and ruthlessly. He was determined

who feared nothing was the most

her screams, his attention still fixed on the

I should thank you for helpingbecchairman. It seems