Revenge After Death

As the light went out and the secret room plunged back into darkness, they had to proceed with caution. They were afraid that any careless move could harm their companions unintentionally. "Place your hand on each other's shoulders and declare your name!" Steven's voice echoed through the dark, inviting them to step forward and reveal their name through the connection of their hands on his shoulders.

"Zion."

"Rachel," said Rachel, her voice trembling with fear.

Rachel gently placed her hand on the shoulder of the person standing in front of her. The other person uttered, "Michael."

"Yasmin."

"Eason..."

"Howard..." Howard's voice was forbearing, probably because he was injured.

Amid the darkness, Howard's voice resurfaced. His hand rested on the shoulder of the person in front of him. "Reveal your name! Speak up!"

entire secret room was engulfed in darkness once

three seconds when the light flickered on, the murderer had set his sights on Howard as

should be been dead by now. His death would have exposed the murderer, allowing Zion

too dark, and the hidden room felt like Schrödinger's cat. I couldn't anticipate what would happen next until the light was

lost control,

to look at Benjamin. "What do you want? The people who harmed you are from the orphanage, and they're practically dead! What more do you want? Steven

game is a dead end. You, me, him... We're all just

intently, his eyes bloodshot. It was evident that he had concluded that Howard was dead. The person

will cease to exist. This world feels like purgatory with everyone playing different roles and hurting each other." According to Benjamin, the terrifying aspect of hell did not stem from its dreadful elements

of the same kind. The abandonment

of the

delved

intelligent human being's genetic makeup was, the colder, heartless, and more emotionless

pursuit of heightened intelligence often resulted in a decrease in emotional capacity. In essence, only those who