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!"

room was engulfed in darkness once more.

was unlucky as he encountered the murderer. Perhaps, in the mere three seconds when the light flickered on, the murderer had

now. His death would have exposed

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

control, frantically throwing

the orphanage, and they're practically dead! What

his voice hoarse. "Stephie, joining the game is a

had concluded that Howard was

with everyone playing different roles and hurting each other." According to Benjamin, the terrifying aspect of hell did not stem

agonizing experiences and torments were caused by individuals of the same kind. The abandonment of loved ones, the betrayal of friends, the

members of

group delved into the

genes, they discovered that the more artificially enhanced a highly intelligent human being's genetic makeup was, the colder, heartless, and

decrease in emotional capacity. In essence, only those