Revenge After Death

"Hide well... The roller coaster is about to start." Once again, the eerie voice resurfaced.

Unlike the mechanical recordings on the 17th or 16th floors, this voice changer was undoubtedly operated by a living individual. It became evident that this person was certainly one of the murderers. "There must be more than one person behind such a grand spectacle," I whispered with a frown. I even suspected that there was an organization or a gang behind it.

"It's not just one person," confirmed Steven.

"Countdown begins. Three, two, one..."

The countdown finished, and the ground mechanisms started moving randomly. Steven and I hid under the carousel, and the floor tiles underneath us also opened up. If I hadn't reacted quickly, I might have found myself dangerously close to falling.

Someone noticed the floor tiles shifting and hurriedly fled from his hiding place with a shout.

He was in big trouble. Now, all those people's gaze was focused on him.

"Help!" the man cried out, desperately attempting to escape.

Over there, the floor tiles under Rachel's feet also moved. Zion held her in his arms, fortunately preventing her from falling.

Unluckily, Carol's scream of fright led those people to discover her. They were all hiding in a cabinet, and now, they were basically exposed.

As he observed the few of them acting separately,

easy to

before walking out. "There's no other choice. We

finished speaking, his ax was cut off

Joel also screamed and pulled Zion away

cramped space, and I nearly nestled into

murder scene. Please, could

couldn't believe Steven was still in the mood to flirt with me at this critical

further and lightly tapped his forehead. "Shut up... Joel

didn't seem to care. He simply embraced and caressed me, like a loyal

feeling less angry

whispered,

left, I was stunned, feeling like it was always my instinct to protect

could see the intensity in his bloodshot eyes.

make me... wait any longer." His

make him wait any

are still human But the irreplaceable element of human beings is emotion, which can't be replicated." With emotions, they were truly