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 death? That was too

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

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

dining area, those folks had devoured

she had hidden away most of the weapons, only letting a

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

from

kids, named Mark Cruz. He was the last one adopted

I couldn't shake the feeling. They were all wolves in sheep's

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

here, you gotta head

make i

building. Only those

floor alive get to

The whole floor will

the Grim Reaper himself,

to find an exit

Who the hell are you to trap us here?"

to lose it,

glanced

and Joel remained