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.

slightly again, and Philip felt it too. He looked at Isaac

this place down, it's going to be destroyed soon. Haven't you noticed?

sense the earthquake coming. When exactly? Who

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

couldn't utter a single word to

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

could safely

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

he tormented

fulfilled, a satisfaction that no one else

different from

Philip's eyes were too excited, fixated

told everyone that nothing could stop

the drugs within the base, and he could

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

we kill the

on the table? Administer

"Alright."

he plead for mercy for anyone.

and began to pour

seized the moment

you have any idea what you're

this place, even if you get out, you'll be

such a bright

container next to him and

threatening to

aware of the base's lack

and ruthlessly. He was determined

A man who feared nothing was the

her screams, his attention still

for helpingbecchairman. It seems you have even more power than Sarah,

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