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.

again, and Philip felt it too. He looked

this place down, it's going

can sense the earthquake coming. When exactly? Who can

a century, isn't it? Terrible timing, but also perfect. I don't want any of

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

they knew how to

base could safely

a smile as he observed the researchers

he tormented

slaughtered, he'd feel fulfilled, a satisfaction that no one

were no different

briefly, attempting to intervene, but Philip's eyes were too excited, fixated

everyone that

all the drugs within the base, and he

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

we kill the

the table? Administer it to

"Alright."

never questioned why, nor did he plead for mercy for anyone. He grabbed the vial from the table, pulled

to pour the liquid

seized the moment to

have any idea what you're doing? Do

base? If you destroy this place, even if you get out, you'll

you have such a bright

up the container next to him and splashed

her skin, threatening to make her eyeballs

screamed, fully aware of the base's lack of conscience

so swiftly and ruthlessly. He was determined to destroy the place, even at the cost of

A man who feared nothing was the

attention still fixed on the

seems you have even more power than Sarah,