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.

to save these people, or did he want to watch them turn on each other? Just letting

something more brutal. They should suffer in fear before being slowly

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

we reached the dining area, those folks had devoured every last bit

set aside some extra food, and she had hidden away most of

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

from the group photo at

Mark Cruz. He was the last one adopted by a working-class couple from

seemed decent now. But, I couldn't shake the feeling. They were all wolves in

The eerie voice echoed in

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the first floor alive

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himself, sending shivers down our

spread as everyone scrambled to find an

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nervously glanced at

and Joel