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.

and Philip felt it

place down, it's going to be destroyed soon.

earthquake coming. When exactly? Who can say.

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

couldn't

years; surely they knew how to

base could safely

as he observed the researchers being

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

he'd feel fulfilled, a satisfaction that no one

different

but Philip's eyes were too excited, fixated on the most

that nothing

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

wondering where lan might be hiding. Phil, holding the

we kill the

on the

"Alright."

why, nor did he plead for mercy for anyone.

to pour the liquid down her

seized the

have any idea what you're doing? Do you even know

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

have such a bright future,

she could finish, Philip picked up the container next to him and splashed its contents over her. The corrosive drug began

her skin, threatening to make her eyeballs burst from

base's lack of conscience

he would act so swiftly and ruthlessly. He was determined to

nothing was the most

her screams, his attention still fixed on the

helpingbecchairman. It seems

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