Revenge After Death

Clearly, the key was right there.

After taking a sip of water and munching on a piece of candy, Carol began to relax.

Quinn let out a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground. Tears streamed down her face as she hugged Carol tightly, crying, "Carol."

Once Carol regained her composure, she burst into tears.

Terrified, she sought refuge in Quinn's embrace, trembling all over.

"It's okay," Quinn whispered, trying to comfort her.

Steven glanced outside indifferently. "Gotta hurry."

They had to leave this place immediately.

Everyone had been released. Snd soon enough, the lunatic orchestrating everything behind the scenes would make his next move.

"Do you fancy yourself a savior? Or perhaps a god..." That voice echoed again, filled with fury.

"They've harmed you. Yet, you're bent on saving them. You'll regret your choices sooner than you think."

The warning was clear. Saving those people would only result in them seeking revenge on Steven.

Steven stared coldly at the room's speakers and cameras, a smirk playing on his lips. But, he remained silent. For some reason, I felt a chill down my spine.

these people, or did he want to watch them turn on each other? Just letting them starve to death? That was

They should suffer in fear before being slowly tortured to

with that thought and quickly looked down, clasping my hands tightly. "Let's get out

dining area, those folks

away most of the weapons, only letting

and someone spoke up on their own, "What's going on? Can

guy speaking from the group photo at

he looked like the oldest among us orphanage kids, named Mark Cruz. He was

decent now. But, I couldn't shake the

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gotta head

make i

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first floor alive

seconds... The whole floor will be filled

himself, sending shivers down our

spread as everyone scrambled to find an

are you to trap us

lose it, going

nervously glanced

and Joel remained completely