Revenge After Death

My breath hitched. "What do you mean, go downstairs?"

"Steve's waiting for us down there," Carol said cheerfully.

My fingers tingled, and I hesitated before speaking, "We need to go downstairs fast." Perhaps Steven was really on the first floor.

That lunatic didn't want Steven involved. He wanted us to turn against each other.

"Steven's definitely the mastermind," some muttered. They were all banding together against him.

Now that someone had died, their fear was maxed out, stirring up their survival instincts and deepest malice.

"We gotta find him and deal with him, or we're done for," Howard muttered quietly. While a few others whispered among themselves, scheming away.

"That annoying voice hasn't shown up. Let's use the time we've got to find a way out, to the next floor," Howard, being clever, instructed a couple of his group to look for a way out. "Who knows what crazy stuff that lunatic might pull next."

I glanced at Joel cautiously. "We gotta head downstairs too."

there watching, smirked

at Yasmin. "What do you

walked up to me. "He wants us to turn against each other. If that hasn't happened yet, he won't let

this level acts

looking warily at Joel. "So, are you saying that just because she asks why, what to do, and cries whenever things go wrong, that makes her

me, his gaze deep. "The best trickery fools everyone, even the

he meant. But suddenly, a chill ran

murderer," Carol accused

panicked, covering Carol's mouth, afraid she might say something to cause trouble for me. Then, she looked at me apologetically. "Sorry, miss.

you think you're right? Let's see if that person actually starts killing on this level." Yasmin didn't seem convinced. She gave me a cold glance, as if she

was just a buffer level, no one would die. We

was convinced that someone would die on

place, just wanting to know if Steven was

to admit, I was really

floor. Which means he's already