Dylan froze in place, certain images flashing through his mind. His cheeks flushed with an unnatural tint as he awkwardly pushed

her away.

Clearing his throat, he realized he wasn't alone; a few pairs of eyes were fixed on him amidst the surrounding clamor.

"What's the deal now?"

Walter, seeing the girl's charming looks and impressive moves - not to mention her forwardness - felt a twinge of envy.

"Dylan, buddy, you've got sluck. You take a nap and wake up to find we're about to wrap this up."

Dylan rubbed his temples, about to speak, when the girl's hand slowly snaked around his back, locking him in place.

He stiffened, sidestepping away, but she mirrored his every move. His head pounded with a dull ache. Ignoring her for the

moment, he turned to lan.

"What's our play now?"

lan's gaze drifted to Sarah, who had been daydreaming since she first saw Dylan. She snapped back to reality.

"The chaos is probably Philip's doing. He must've figured out we infiltrated the place. This whole stunt is likely just to flush you out.

We can't get that badge off him now; he's gone into hiding, probably bunkered down in the control room - the most fortified part of

the entire compound. If he doesn't open the door willingly, there's no way to breach it from the outside. He's watching the whole

show from there, hoping those test subjects will take us out. And if they don't, he's got the whole pharmacy at his disposal."

with Philip. A guy like Philip, always

about the infiltration.

would be mad enough to

lan was about

"Gotcha."

amusement in that voice. Philip's lips curled into an excited smile as he watched the screens in front of

later, images of lan and his group

screen, once used by the high-ups to monitor the central hall, now showed real-tsurveillance of lan and his

glance at the screen. The cameras here were all

he

again at this

Kill these people, and I'll call off the test subjects. If you

it."

joined in, chuckling foolishly, "Philip, this

where only a few could make it out alive. Instantly, lan and

the ground

"We can't take on all these researchers. Even a battle of attrition

the explosives."

at the ceiling, her voice raspy, "Using explosives could trigger a quake.

to take a chance.

faces plastered

attack them in

telling what the desperate crowd might use. The best

explosives, and set them off. If an earthquake did

made their way back, attackers converged on them from all directions, but Walter and the girl held them

sent flying with a punch.

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