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."

just standing there watching, smirked coldly. "Thinking about

Yasmin. "What

me. "He wants us to turn against each

acts as a buffer zone. All

looking warily at Joel. "So, are you saying that just because she asks why,

deep. "The best trickery fools everyone, even the one

didn't understand what he meant. But suddenly, a

the murderer," Carol accused as she pointed

she might say something to cause trouble for me. Then, she looked at me apologetically. "Sorry, miss. Carol's not in her right mind." I

person actually starts killing on this level." Yasmin didn't seem convinced. She gave me a

no one would die. We just needed to find the

was convinced that someone would die

the place, just wanting to know if Steven

I was really worried

out. He's not on the 17th floor. Which means he's