Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 413

Chapter 413

"When I first spilled my guts about my revenge plan, you told me...in life, it's important to leave an escape route, not just for others, but for yourself too." Dylan wheeled around to face me. "As I was pushed down that roller coaster, all I could think was how great it would be if someone... anyone, could save me."

But no one did. No one could save him. All that awaited him was fear, pain, and..... a life of disability.

"Let me be selfish for a moment, Phoebe... why should I leave an escape route for these people?" Dylan's laugh was eerie. "Did they ever think of leaving one for me?"

A chill ran down my spine as I turned around, intending to call for help.

That wasn't the exit to the fourteenth floor! That was Dylan's final trap!

"Click!" The door to the control room slammed shut, trapping me inside.

My heart raced as I glared at Dylan. "Let them out!"

But Dylan just laughed, a sound filled with too much joy for the situation. "Haha... Phoebe, you can't save them."

in a small

have you done..." I gasped, feeling like a weight was pressing down on my

to Dylan, dragging him to the ground, my knife piercing his palm. "Let

heart disease. My parents worked themselves to the bone, saving for five years to afford my surgery. I thought... they wouldn't

On my eighth birthday, they left me in the middle of a

Dylan's laughter was bitter.

an orphanage. I naively thought that all the kids there, abandoned like me, could huddle together for warmth, forming a new family... But the siblings I thought I had, would push

purely good or evil. It all hinges on a single thought - a thought can turn you

laughter turned frenzied, blood oozing

against it. "In that pitch-black room ё there's someone, the headmaster from a

gestured towards the screen, urging

to communicate with Colin, warning

the footage was too dark, and all I could hear

out! Open the door!" I couldn't find the controls, I couldn't just let Dylan

is still in there! With

me, then suddenly, his laughter softened, replaced by something that

you're crying. You've

at me, as if he could