Revenge After Death

Three bodies lay scattered on the ground-one from the orphanage, the other two unfamiliar faces. It seemed the killer had brought them in for reasons unknown.

Not finding Steven among the bodies, Joel and I both breathed a sigh of relief.

"They're human traffickers," Joel stated, glancing at the two unidentified bodies.

I was surprised as I asked, "How did you figure that out?"

"Take a look at this tattoo." Joel pointed to a cross behind one of the human traffickers' ears.

"In the dismemberment case, we found fragments of the same tattoo missing behind the victims' ears too." Joel frowned, surveying the surroundings. "Steve will be okay. Let's hurry up and leave this place." I glanced around frantically.

Steven, please stay safe.

"Is this the only way to the 17th floor?" I nervously asked Joel.

"For now, it's the only route I've found. But, I'm not sure if it's the only one," Joel replied, shaking his head.

Steven might have taken a different path to the 17th floor.

All I could do was hope and pray that Steven was safe.

17th floor.

waiting in the center of the

to his previous cold demeanor, standing beside Yasmin, as if he hadn't been the one

to wonder if it was all just a hallucination from carbon monoxide

of you seen Steve?" I didn't see Steven on the 17th floor. I started

rile everyone up. "Remember what that voice said? The killer is one of us! I bet it's him. He's just a lunatic.

a genius from the

husband, Callum,

loudly, "I

back then we accidentally started a fire, failed

2ar. Steven is the

He's been holding a grudge and plotting against

palms got sweaty. Where was Steven? If this kept up, they

He saved us," some

do you know? Everyone's dead, his little game won't be fun anymore. This lunatic just wants to play us to death," Howard clenched

in

just sit around and wait for the worst. We need to

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