Revenge After Death

He stayed by my side all these years.

Michael and Eason were violently knocking on the tiles, trying to get Joel out.

However, I couldn't pry them open, and neither could they.

Zion knelt on the floor, his hands covered in blood. His fingers were still in the gap in the floor tiles, adamant about getting them open. He screamed and struggled in despair. My numbed senses seemed to have gradually sharpened.

This was what despair felt like.

I knew it for a fact-this was despair.

"The first person who triggers the destructive mechanism can get out of here alive. The price being... everyone else will end up dead," the creepy voice said once again.

I instinctively looked toward the far end. Taylor, who was usually unnoticeable, had already run to the end of the hall without us knowing.

He stared at the red button on the wall. Then, he turned to look at us with a shaky gaze.

"Press it and the exit will appear," the voice said, tempting him to press it.

Everyone held their breath and stared cautiously at Taylor.

He shook his head, sobbing. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I'm too afraid. I want to leave. I'm so sorry..."

This was human nature-sacrificing everyone else was a valid option if it meant one could live.

"Taylor!" Quinn screamed his name while crying.

But he pressed the button anyway.

head. "I've been doing endless good deeds these last few

have left Steve and Simmy to

my job in order to live life like a regular person. Why was I brought to a place like this? Why?" He screamed and cried in agony. Subsequently, he bolted

"Autonomous device, on."

to escape, a metal barricade dropped down

red sensor beams were aimed directly at each and every one

that there were multiple machine guns being operated in

nowhere to run

play a game." The creepy girl

between him and him, only one can stay

and Michael. She wanted me to pick

my fists. An impulse to

shot a furious look in the direction of the camera. "I'm

helping you out, Stephie.

where your heart lies,"

"Don't you want to know if you

19,

Michael nor Steven spoke. They

that they were

lifted the ax and swung

what to do," I said in

at the side, I jumped up and tore the infrared sensor down. I smashed it

and Quinn out of the way and promptly moved away from their original

Michael quickly stepped aside

shooting in the pre-aimed