Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1342

The footsteps weren't fast or light. They were heavy, almost ominous.

Definitely

not Ricardo.

And not King either.

In the dim light, Brielle saw the figure approaching. It was the professor, his face horrifying, blood seeping from every orifice.

A chill shot down Brielle's spine, and she shot to her feet, pure instinct driving her to run.

The professor was infected.

This was beyond anything she could have anticipated.

But seeing Brielle seemed to ignite something in him; his already bloodshot eyes flared with a terrifying intensity as his lips twisted into a grotesque smile.

"Brielle, hahaha"

He staggered after her.

the disease... it terrified her. If Fisher had come to this godforsaken place, it meant there was no cure. She'd heard about this

the professor had it. If she got near him, she'd be done

the infected professor was slower now, often stopping to retch, his bloodshot eyes locked on her

stages, the disease caused bleeding from every opening and spread through bodily fluids. Any contact with the professor's stuff could mean

look ahead, just sprinted through every

footsteps echoed behind her, his

felt like a mile, Brielle hit a dead end. The footsteps grew closer. Her face turned white at the sight of the wall, with only

filled with infected people, writhing like maggots, trapped in this

women

just a

imprisoned souls, Brielle felt a mix of disgust,

air thick with the stench of rotting flesh. This was

might infect her on purpose. But those inside were too weak to pose

anything. The walls, undoubtedly, had been touched by the