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.

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

They should suffer in fear before being slowly tortured to

and quickly looked down, clasping my

folks had devoured every last bit

hidden away most

remained relatively calm, and someone spoke up on their own, "What's going

guy speaking from the group photo

beside Howard, he looked like the oldest among us orphanage kids, named Mark Cruz. He was the last one adopted by a working-class couple from

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

eating." The eerie voice echoed

gotta

make i

Only those

the first floor

seconds... The whole floor will be filled with

from the speaker sounded like the Grim Reaper himself, sending shivers down

to find an

hell are you to trap us here?"

started to lose it, going

nervously glanced at

Joel remained