Revenge After Death

It was surprising how quickly Yasmin found a way out.

"Follow us." Yasmin cast a warning glance toward Zion and me.

I followed Yasmin closely and observed her every move. How did she manage to pull it off? Did she raise her IQ to convincingly impersonate Stephanie?

"This way." Yasmin could always find the mechanism quickly and lead us through each room with ease.

"Why did you get separated?" Zion asked Michael tentatively.

Michael glanced at me. "I was concerned that they might struggle to find their way out."

Yasmin snorted coldly and remained silent. Eventually, she led us to the vent in a short time.

"The wooden floor isn't strong enough. If we destroy it, we might be able to reach the 15th floor," Yasmin said as she stamped on the floor. It was clearly a later addition, not a solid floor slab. Michael and Zion dug a hole in the ground that was just big enough for one person. It was completely dark down there, and they were unsure what was inside.

"This is the elevator shaft. Let's tie our clothes together and use them to descend to the 15th floor." Michael threw a lightning rod down. It seemed like they found new equipment on this floor. It took quite a while for the lightning rod to finally touch the ground. However, it became clear that there was an exit on the 15th floor, which could be reached by jumping.

"Who will go down first?" Michael inquired.

Then, he looked at me nervously. "Do you dare to go down?"

cursed sarcastically. She defiantly removed her shirt and boldly stood before everyone in just her undergarments. She handed her shirt

also removed his shirt and tied it securely. Zion understood his intention and also

his neck. "Take it off. It'll be

pretentious." Howard reluctantly took off his

clothes securely and gazed at Zion. "I'll hold

of expectation for me to

comments, I certainly did not trust Yasmin. "You

of the makeshift rope's end and braced herself to go down.

desire to survive.

of laughter. One could conceal one's personality, but courage could not be concealed. Yasmin was

to

jump. With one foot in the air, she almost lost her balance. She breathed heavily and stood on the 15th floor for a long

quietly behind me, "Stephie, trust me. Don't be

assure me that he could hold on to me. He

with indifference. "You, get

down... Even if you kill

floor and wait for your own death. When the time is up, the entire floor will be destroyed, including you," I warned in a commanding voice. Feeling a surge

was a strong man. He forcefully pulled the rope down, yelling and screaming. The clothes were ripped by him, creating a loud snapping sound. "Hurry, jump!" Yasmin urged