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 watch them turn on each other? Just letting them starve to

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

down, clasping my hands tightly. "Let's get out of

the dining area, those folks had devoured every last bit of

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

calm, and someone spoke up on

guy speaking from the group

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

couldn't shake the

looks like everyone's done eating." The eerie voice echoed

here, you gotta head downstairs. This

make i

Only

the first floor alive get to

The whole floor will be filled

from the speaker sounded like the Grim Reaper himself, sending

as everyone scrambled to find

are you to trap us

lose it,

glanced at

Joel remained completely