Revenge After Death

"Stephie... Steven is the mastermind. Don't trust him.

"Yasmin works for Peter. I'm sorry..." Michael held me close, murmuring apologies.

He actually knew Yasmin was with Peter.

It seemed all his foolishness lately was just an act, to gain Yasmin's and Peter's trust.

When did Michael start realizing something was wrong?

Since I died?

So, his suicides, self-harm, and even his sudden change in personality and behavior, were all just a front to deceive others, making Peter and Yasmin believe he had been brainwashed and hypnotized? But, what was Michael's purpose?

"After you passed away, I started looking into things... I know it's connected to Yasmin.

"But, as I dug deeper, I realized it's not just a serial murder case. There's a whole mess of other stuff involved, even involving our Ford family." Michael gripped my hand tighter. "Stephie... can you trust me this time?"

My head felt heavy. Despite being colorless and odorless, carbon monoxide weakened my legs and left my body feeble.

"Don't trust Steven and anyone else except me, Stephie... I'll get us out of here. I won't repeat the same mistake." Michael's voice faded into the distance.

I finally succumbed and passed out. Clearly, I wasn't strong enough.

I had no clue how much time had passed. But suddenly, the hallway lit up.

eyes to the dim, cramped

hiding here, it

next

of the ventilation system starting up. The gas has been replaced, everything should be fine now."

arms, I glanced around. Michael

haze,

telling

trust him

out. It mustn't

SW

current

the

might even involve

good now." Joel led everyone back to the hallway. Several bodies lay scattered on the floor, obviously dying here

their escape.

the lunatic and leaned against the

I called out, my

lighter in hand, probably picked up from

a sign that the air was circulating as it

go down this way," Joel directed, guiding everyone to

Steve?" I didn't see Steven